Somehow the past remains at the edges
lapping against the mind as waves upon the sand
taking a bit here and a bit there leaving no trace
and yet you feel it there a shadow and a thought

You believe that you’ve moved beyond the past
that regret is not something you live with
but at the edges its cold and icy fingers reach in
and you can barely feel it

You work to stay in the center avoiding the dark edges
keeping the shadows of what was out of the what is
pushing down the memories pushing back on the waves
always reconstructing the wall

The memories they whisper they brush at your mind
each one growing fainter and yet the icy touch still there
time to push back move away towards the center
live as if they don’t exist

10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. BarbaraK
    Mar 07, 2012 @ 22:54:51

    So very eloquent. Feeling every word.


  2. Darwin
    Mar 06, 2012 @ 06:14:10

    Set your world on fire and keep those icy fingers far away.
    Peace&Love always~Darwin


  3. Isabeau D'anjou 1981
    Mar 05, 2012 @ 11:05:53

    Ah, Deborah, sometimes you write things and I am sure they are written for me. Thank you for putting this together and sharing it.


  4. carol
    Mar 05, 2012 @ 06:12:55

    sometimes to live in an illusion is better than to face your own reality…we want it to live in the untapped dormant part of our brains….acknowledging that it once was….but fully ignoring that it exists n haunts us


  5. Katherine
    Mar 04, 2012 @ 18:50:32

    Sounds like my ex who creates his realities as he sees fit well done!!


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