Purgatory 1
Purgatory I
Perhaps it's where I sit right now
With sins just conjured from the past,
Decisions made, though not in haste,
Ideals I thought would maybe last.
The deeds of others took their toll
When friendships ties were cast aside,
Scars still scabbed and festering,
For how they cheated, how they lied.
From their deceit I learned just how
To build a wall around my heart,
So hiding feelings charred and black
That smoulder as they fall apart.
A lonely soul with eyes that watch
The world behind a thin veneer
Reflecting time that passed me by
Whilst bygone feelings reappear.
Damned whichever way I turn
For solace, maybe peace of mind,
The future waits in disarray
Pursued by remnants left behind.
I shoulder blame as best I can
It helps to ease the constant pain,
But even so it will not change
The turmoil here inside my brain.
Copyright © Tim Riding | Year Posted 2020
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