• Dark
  • ,
  • Anger
  • ,
  • Pain


    I'm constantly running away from myself;
    from memories that have left
    unbearable welts.
    Dare I explore the caverns of my mind,
    I fear the horrible
    things I may find.
    I've blocked all doors to future use
    to eliminate
    self-inflicted abuse.
    I can never go back those ugly places;
    To stare again
    into hurtful faces.
    Time, it's said,  will heal my wounds,
    the the memories, forever,
    will be entombed.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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