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Memory Lane
It's a one way trip down memory lane- To remember the pain,
But you've worked so hard to regain- Your sanity,
Can't turn to family- You're already too far gone,
Everyday it's the same question- People asking what's wrong?
You don't belong- Your voice's tone,
Has become dull and weak- You barely speak,
You begin to reek of sadness- People avoid you,
This is how it started- This has destroyed you.
You walk through the storm- Rain, becomes the norm,
Sunshine is surprising- You're not use to being warm.
But the sun causes harm- It becomes a tease,
You're so used to being wet- It's like a disease.
It eats away at you- Killing your insides,
You can't face the world- So instead you just hide.
You stay inside- You feel as though you've died,
You weren't prepared for this ride- There is no tour guide.
You go through blind- Looking for a sign,
Going crazy inside your mind- You're running out of time.
You're running out of options- You're alone and cold,
Inside your mind you wonder- If you'll grow to be old.
Will you make it that far- Or will death claim your soul.
This is how it was- Until you gained control of the pain,
It still hurts to think of it- So you rarely take that trip down memory lane.
Michael C. Lucas
