Good Evils: Deliver Me
For years I've wandered, seeking my true self
Lost in the shadows of a forgotten shelf
Where have my footsteps led, where do they go?
This winding road, this endless flow
In the depths of my reflection, I search for me
Through the crafted wide pane, I gaze uncertainly
Is that figure staring back truly who I am?
Or just a mirage in this reflective realm
I flip through the pages of my abandoned past
Words and memories, hidden and vast
Stories untold, secrets unseen
For who has truly looked, where have I been?
In the silence of forgotten times I dwell
Weaving spells with words, a silent farewell
But no ears to hear, no eyes to see
The essence of my soul, the truth of me
My pain echoes in the chambers of my heart
Tears of shattered dreams, torn apart
Dreams crushed beneath the weight of reality's boot
A fleeting glimpse of a forgotten pursuit
In the echoes of the past, I search and seek
For the essence of me, the truth I seek
In the depths of my reflection, I yearn to find
The answer to the question, the peace of mind
Copyright © Mpho Leteng | Year Posted 2012
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