Wednesday, 28 October 2009

My Self and Not I

I walk, and a memory emerges,
Sudden and uninvited.
Overwhelming, it controls me.

I bite my tongue, I curse it.
Precious tears touch my cheeks,
What pain; it fills inside me.

Bursting into external action.
What hope, what life,
do I see before me?

Barely I resist, but now I'm only failing.
I see it; time. Ticking ever closer.
Desperately I exist, but now I'm only fading.

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