Whispers Of The Past

Choose Change, Choose Life

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Silver moon over glassy sea frozen into blurry fuzz by time,
Radiating light across the water and shining just like a dime.
As stars began to dot hanging low, glowing in its fair expanse,
Beyond the weedy ocher landscape radiant in a blissful trance,
The white sky uprose from a silent sea bathed in the moon's light,
Rainstorm on its way as bitter winds howl and shriek in the night.

Gray-black clouds speed by, fine warm drizzle falling gently,
Downpour soon followed as ripples on waters brewing deadly.
Curtain of rain and deep voiced thunder came crushing down,
Creeping in the dark of the night breaking the silent town.

Roaming on the freezing road seeking solace and comfort,
A wanderer on your lonely journey, walking on a path you suffer.
Heart rippled with memories, drifting and pulling back down,
Like a taut violin string with angst always in the background.

Enduring the pain and suffering, deprived of compassion and pity,
An insomniac nightwalker roaming streets of a sleeping city.
Reality's pain setting deep inside your soul that's forever scarred,
A heart-wrenching tale, innocent life ruined, wasted and marred.

Life is like a wordless book, that seems to be a fortellable cycle,
Bewildered and despairing, if only somehow you could decipher.
Hope didn't wisper its cheering promises, but like a rain of flowers
Withering in a mortal world through bleak and struggling hours.

Awaken to ammonia smell and sterile colour of blue & white,
The harsh truth sinking in deep, whole body shook with fright,
Back to a place you once ran from and vowed never to return,
Red and bloodshot eyes, looking tattered and badly worn.

Forced to recount, your grasp on reality slips and heightens,
Coming like a light on a dimmer switch that suddenly brightens.
You're no more than a shell ruined by the ravages of time,
Drowning in a bitter life of pain - a distant frozen clime.

Unfocused eyes catching a blurry reflection foreign to you,
A scared face with lonely and sick emotion filled eyes too.
Pale with woe, bewildered and helpless afraid to look around,
Pitiful attempt at a failed life now crumbled on the ground.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, head hung low awashed with gloom,
Pulling the shirt-sleeve down hiding yourself in the shadowy room.
Wrapped in an impalpable, lightless despair and shaken to the core,
A rivulet of blood trickles down your hand on the spotless floor.
Suppressed guilt deepens further, stiffened with anxiety,
When door's wide open, no will to fight just leaving quietly.

Blinking the water from your eyes, leaving it warm and blurry,
Hands shaking slightly your head pounding and full of worry.
As minutes tick past, blind panic swept, body began to convulse,
Faint voice still gasping for breath, rapid and feeble pulse,
You're soaking wet, cold and clammy skin with sweat,
Dreading to leave the sanctuary you hide in and its safety net.

A soul drowning in waves of doubts, alone and downhearted,
Heaved a long deep sigh, burden of shame on memories departed,
Words echoed in the emptiness of your frail mind & lost soul,
Walking deep into an abyss that beckoned like a black hole.

When mind and heart at war, you're like the victim waiting on a crime,
Succumbed to feeling of not belonging and living on borrowed time.
Brain the bullie filling in the gaps and making you second guess yourself,
Keeping your life in a safe box with keys that are in hands of someone else.

Frozen in time a prisoner watching the pages slowly turn back,
Powerless witnessing as the world spins and fading to black.
Mind in haze when old wounds reopen still painful and raw,
Consumed by dismal thoughts when sins cut deeper then a saw.

No change will come arguing against the vivid and present reality,
Numbing yourself to avoid dealing with pain, that's living a fantasy.
While yearning for some sort of control over the course of your life,
You survive change and obstacles, sometimes peace and sometimes strife.

"When you stop worrying about what you can't control, you have time to change the things you can control, and that changes everything." ~Marcandangel