Monday 25 April 2011

The small things...

Forgiven, forgotten
Destructive emotions from the past
Dwelling, festering, you don't let go
We've walked this road before
I had forgotten
You reminded me
I thought we shut the door
You brought it back for more
Tell me a story
Brightness or dull grey?
Tomorrow? Yesterday or Today?
Writing to forget
or always remember?
Setting out on a trek, you don't look back
Counting your steps
or planning the next?
Too much to expect
Even when the finish line is ahead
and it's not time to attack
submission
attrition
no admission at all
and always conditional

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