~CMCYC~
Caught up in the today so many different ways,seem to circle and land not sure if they are here to stay.
The past haunts me like a worn out ghost from days gone past,
so many different ways it comes at me some days are a blast.
Many days are not to ever come UN done,
but mostly I remember the days of love.
Days that are forever etched into the sands of time,
days that will always be trapped and chained in my mind.
caught up in a unrehearsed dream like state,
wondering along in mind as if time is a fate.
Living life and always wondering along,
wishing I had not stopped and been the clown.
yesterdays images always burn deep in me,
Today the time is staring at me scratching at my feet.
Though the images of the past unleash me fast,
I am sure that they will forever rip me until my last.
caught in a faceless evil grim,
I know how every one's time ends.
Caught up in the magic of the day,
my mind frosting and lost in a unjust way!
~Inkmaster~.
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