-the paths-

September 11, 2012


stones left unturned,

paths left untraveled,

i stand, as Robert Frost once did-

only i am looking behind,

to my past-

a road best left alone,

yet hauntingly, it calls to me,

each forward step, it whispers

my name,

taunting me,

luring me into the realms

of yesterday-

the chilling, harrowing


from which i can’t escape-

no matter how far i run,

or where i go,

it will always find me-

even when i succeed.



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