Blindfold Reverse

It keeps ticking my pain away 
this heart filled with sour gall
fading memories keep pace 
time speeds and slows like the sea 
crashing and flooding a single moment 
you’re chained and can’t get freed 
being whipped by maverick waves 
wanting to drown beside the cliffs 
bobbing up after every dive 
engulfed in a frozen snapshot 
wandering lost in a darkroom
haunted by sounds of long ago 
I sit my hands are a blindfold
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