Parallel Pasts

Lost, confused, enraged with pain...the tortuous influx burning into a sacred place... to me alone known by name  as nostalgic lamentation.

​The past grips and terrifies my enlightened darkness...I die with unceremonious charade at the prism of colorful emotions associated with a crippling past.

​She won't let go...my purchase is compromised and the tenderness subsides to  inimical paroxysm.

​Trapped in an ignominious indignation... no longer self induced.

Labyrinthine dysfunction...depurate, crystalline, and unveiled.

and released in woeful pangs of loneliness...we are separated and bound only in abyss.

​Weeping in the tide...tears in rain.