Saturday, September 6, 2014


To write from pain, happiness or lessons learned, moments remain fleeting. 

To reminisce about times of past, etches marks in my heart.

Remembrance; distressing. Life; unwitting, of the aches its causes the soul borne by flesh.

To have memory, a true blessing that be; but too, a source of agony. 

Locked experiences, weaved into history shaped visions tricked by sight. 

How does one delve deep and enjoy the good when they easily trigger a wave of sadness from mistakes made and lessons learned and pain felt repeatedly. 

How does one even begin to 'pen' down emotions that can only be felt. 

A spirit that which transcends the realm of the physical. 

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