Altered Senses

Existence, scene after

scene, characteristic of

lifes environment, genetics

and promises that reveal

nothing, the past descends

like rain from the sky,

washing away all dreams. 

Phantoms of youth chanting

within the soul, paths blocked;

evil has spread across the

landscape of a lifetime.  

Loneliness limits love and

happiness; boundaries set

slow the process of

moving into the future…

nevertheless, the future may

be shrouded with abundant

solitude from where there is

no escape.  Rethink the future?

 

 

 

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