What
lay ahead is uncertain, not likely easy.
A
journey long spent in solitude but for those
in
memory and dream.
There
are those who know the way; I have yet
to
make the acquaintance.
Alone
in dark water's shallows and cast away
Voices
cry out for help but silence is their only
Answer.
Faint
echoes of familiar ghosts.
Crying
freedom, drowning desires
and
thoughts fade to black.
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