Covering the horizon,
Obscuring my future.
Clouding inspiration,
Memories of my past.
Regret is now what binds them,
Cannot be forgot.
Memories entwine them,
The lies that once I fought.
In my belief I falter.
What veils soul from sin?
All illusions shatter.
Truth shall falsify.
Forgotten voices tremble,
Lost within my head.
My mind can’t see the future,
Now my past is dead.
Silence now falls softly,
Undisturbed, untouched.
Dust covers my memory.
Forgotten, what I lost.
[I wrote this a while ago, I haven't really been writing much lately, but I think this was one of my more...um...poetic poems...]
Nice, I love all the metaphors :)
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