Dignity in hand
Trapped inside a vacuum
Hostage in wonderland
I try to run slipping and sliding
Stumbling blindly off the cliff
What if — adrift — I can’t get back?
Numb I can’t understand what’s been done
By the other hand
This is now it’s not the same
The anguish calls to stake its claim
Sharp in relief time creeps on by
I try to make my peace
With what is and what might be
Home in another time
Memories persist without rhyme
Sounds trigger thoughts trigger pain
Whispers of doubt still remain
Clinging to regret
I struggle to resist
Scars that won’t forgive
Can’t I remember to forget?
Paranoia building a wall
Naïve misconceptions
Feeding a future I cannot recall
Chaos as I think and feel
Groping blind for the truths that I conceal
All alone upon my throne
Intentions fail to lift the stone
Wear the badge of resentment proud
I try to make my peace
With what is and what might be
Home in another time
Safe and secure of some things
I could be assured
Walk the slippery slope of the past
I choose to dress up my burden
Call it salvation as it drags me down
I try to make my peace
With what is and what might be
Home in another time
Memories persist without rhyme
Sounds trigger thoughts trigger pain
Whispers of doubt still remain
Shackles rust as I release the past
Free from bitterness
Without looking back I can remember to forget