Abstract Introspection
Flashlights beaming through the midnight hour
A flash of lightening and burning fire
My mind is ripe
With thoughts for the picking
Shifting to & fro
Finding it hard to let go
Memories revisited
Friends forgotten
Picking through misconceived notions
While listening to the ticking of my heart
I unravel & come apart
Don't dare to try & figure me out
I am a jester
A man with a thousand faces
Always feeling out of place
I pace myself for scrutiny
The alarm screams
As I awaken from introspection.
Copyright © Skyy Allen | Year Posted 2013
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