this one's after really long...
Blank--
I'll become a blank page,
if I continue to lose
those unwritten tales
from an endless maze-
a palce I never went to.
Is there any way in???
Directions from a guide,
reluctant to let slip
that long sought gift-
a key to my mind.
Those unknown,unseen,
probably long lost.
Saw much of a distant dream,
locked in some discrete realm,
now mere memories and dust.
Just floating around-
voices and sights there
not ready to settle down,
not destiny-bound,
illusory and real in pair.
Stained by blood,a bit,
they refuse to fade away.
But harder to get rid
are the tears left behind.
overwhelming,they stay.
Memories,too many of them,
an uncomfortable sojourn.
tumultuous they remain-
a torrent you cant stem,
a half grief you cant mourn.
I'll remain a blank life
if this turmoil continues to linger.
Can I end this hollow strife?
Can I just aimlessly write,
and put this madness to paper?
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