Wednesday, August 31, 2011



My mind fights on in a battle against self,
For years trying to sever the ties and disconnect, 
In a moment left to wandering thoughts, 
You reemerge and destroy my progress,
The moments we shared so vivid and alive,
Taking me back when all seemed fine,
Forget my time and place and space,
Your life is again in sync with mine.

The frozen moments lost in time,
The smiles, the silence, the unspoken signs,
The motives, the motions, the millions of miles,
The dreaming, the delirium, the daily demise,
The feelings, the flaws, the faltering fears.
Tarnished, ungreased, I'm like a rusted gear.


[Special thanks to Saba for assistance with the last line.]

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