NOSTALGIA
We all have afflictions to trace, dust and pathways and blue devils
to embrace
Each marked memory is so hard
And so arduous to face
I listen, and I know the grudge you drape for that old place
I see the blood you bleed for then, for that chapter in your age
A past, a weakness, a cage
Damned lonely, damned sullen, and mighty
Your emotions run so freely, so seemly, yet so tangled
With stricken words through sour glass you so gravely paint your youth
Each memory sold to sorrow
Each tale a course of clay
A girl in the shadows, curled up in waiting
Fighting through the thick time to carve your strength today
Your sadness, your lone heart, your frigid days before me
Those thoughts they are depressive
Like stalking sights of pain
Yet they are your source of power
Your vital drink of rain
You hark those doleful days to magnify your sight
To reach through what is done
To know what sadness is
To live, and to be
And to love who you've become
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