Ponder
Here I find myself again,
Re-embracing thoughts of then.
Ponder that of which I was,
Ponder that of where I've been.
Visions flash and disappear,
Pieces hidden from my view,
Connecting them should be so clear,
Parts of time remain askew.
Answers of this world I seek,
Though all I've found seems far to bleak.
My north and south begin to clash,
I fear I have become to weak,
Day to day though still I strive,
Staring through distorted glass.
On and on my brain will drive,
Waiting for this life to pass.
Copyright © Daniel Berg | Year Posted 2012
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