Thursday, August 10, 2017

From the Waters Where I've Drowned

There is a reality
To what nothing means,
Amplified when you're dealing

With the little hours.
The song you loved without cause
And without true conviction

When you were happy
Returns a decade later
To chide, console, and haunt you.
Back then, you were a failure

In your own estimation
Only. Now you've won.
Now you wish you could sing more
Bravely of the sins you've done.

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