We, the Pretenders

Hidden in the open Shadows only within In the light, darkness stays shrouded Posed as flesh – a mask too realistic Until morphed into truth Forgotten secrets and infinite creation

Lingering Shadows

The past,

Reoccurring and repetitive

A sense of no control

As history repeats itself,

An endless cycle,

Continuously

Falling deep into an eternal pit

Memories irk and trouble the mind

Like a shadow

Consistently trailing behind

Lingering close by

Never able to be shaken off

Never learning fully from the past

Remembering what was then

Reminiscing about what could have been

Yet unable to fix the problem

Wanting to change

Wishing for difference

To put a stop to the never ending sequence

Thoughts flash by

Years before

Actions past

The former you

A part of you forever

Part of your being

Your soul

Your heart

Your mind

Grasping and latching on,

Haunting you

Never able to fully let go

But one needs to learn

Then move on

The past has gone

But always able to resurface

So discover and be prepared

Do not let your nightmares of the past

Haunt the days of your present

And affect the times of your future