Once more retreating into memories of nothing.
As darkness rises, I greet an old friend,
taking comfort in it's familiar embrace.
Unknown horizons fade to dust,
views of yesterday take control.
Tomorrow becomes an unwanted dream,
today forgotten as it passes.
Weight of the future closes in,
defeating the defences of a fragile mind.
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A bumpy ride
PoetryLife's contrasts, loss, depression, love, new life, all for what? Experience can be the only answer.
