Angst To Dust

if our story ends as all stories must i’d want to remember each chapter unfolding as i sift through the pages of memories past see fate's written word scribe how we first met recollect sunnier times treasured within hear in my head out from pages come to life the echoes of laughter in hindsight reassess certain chapters rested against their bent corners not time yet for dreams to be ripped at the seams nor tattered and tossed much rather i'd fancy deeper meaning unveil lenience and mercy turn angst to dust make amends whilst old bitter flames turn to ash smoldering bury the past peaceful at last unfettered free to etch on blankness of pages to come draw with ink of dreams perched on the wings of new love yet to be written Collaboration with Sandra Adams AP: 3rd place 2020, Front Page Pick 2021 Posted on November 28, 2019