There have been times
Those come to pass
Where life's been lived
Where we have loved
lied
hated and dreaded
There have been moments
brief glimpses of time
come and gone in a blink
to return as a link
To that which is
That which could be
That which is future
As a man I faltered
Fled from truth
And lied too easily
A beast, reared within
not heeding the sounds
of warning bells
tolling strongly
as i descended
The me screaming
crying out to end it
To cease the dismal decay
of spirit within
Until finally
eternally rising within
the dawn of conscience begins
and i reach from the murk
dark stagnant stench of who i was
knowing what i had become
to the now
where i know what i was
and know what i am not

06/18/2013

Author's Note: This is something written with a knowledge that often comes too late. Sometimes, what we were is not who we are ... we change and put on masks that too often remain for way too long. Behind those masks we cry out for the people that we know ourselves to truly be. Whatever may come always know that you have to be yourself and if you aren't yourself, there is always time to find yourself!

Posted on 06/19/2013
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