Thursday, January 22, 2015

Poetry

Clarity

I have found a point of clarity
I've reached the place of no return
Trying not to feel the pain
Of reality's sweet burn
Sometimes to forget
you have to pay a price
bittersweet ignorance
and a heart as cold as ice
The good is washed out with the bad
as there is no way to keep it
aside from all the bad memories,
which cling to my brain like magnets.


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