The Long Road

The long road.

	
	From nowhere realisation takes hold,
	Childhood again.
	Must get out of house or home
	If ever it existed,
	Walking alone, aimlessly.
	Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot,
	Breathe in three, breathe out three,
	Left foot, right foot,
	Away from unhappiness,
	Haunted again by a demon
	Now dead and buried, a legacy,
	Rotting in hell.

	
	What was is no more.
	What is? It's the same
	Just a different day
	Twenty-three thousand or so different days
	From a seven year old.
	Left foot, right foot,
	Breathe in four, breathe out four,
	Left, right, left, right,
	Shutting out all thoughts,
	Feelings of hate, of love not given.
	Focus on now, forget yesterday,
	And today.

	


	Hazy memories of wished for dreams
	Pulled apart,
	Piece by ragged piece,
	Tattered remnants blowing in the wind
	And never to be at peace.
	Left right left right left right left right
	Breathe in three, breathe out four,
	Left foot, right foot.
	People slowly pass yet unseen,
	Fading shadows alive and dead
	Just disappear
	While despair holds a shaking hand.

	
	Left foot, right foot,
	The same beaten path
	Trees solemnly bow their heads
	To a life in transit.
	Breathe in two, breathe out four,
	Time and heartbeat slow their pace
	As reality takes hold again.
	Forget the past, the present too,
	Left foot, right foot, left right left right.
	A spiral staircase appears.
	Which way to go?
	Up or down? Left or right? Breathe out.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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