The mountainside embraces
This trail that I wander
With serenades of birdsong
In shadows I ponder
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The flowers speak for me
With their colors so bright
Lost in my thoughts
I’m only able to write
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I want to forget those days
But I can’t— My mind it replays
Each decision— The thoughts of mistakes
And how it all makes my heart ache—
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It was void, void of anything except my mind
My mind and my own memories
For my body didn’t exist
Or had it ever
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My mind was absent.  Sometimes, I wonder if it ever really existed?  I try to think back upon more carefree times, but of those I can't
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The things that occupy my troubled mind
Those things right there in front of me
It is that which I pine the most often for
At night, I lie there awake, just trying to sleep
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In this dark chamber filled with lonely silence
My senses register only the faintest sound
The quiet echo of your heartbeat I'm reminded
Often I recall the magnificent years we found
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Oh- the weight, the weight and what it could do
As my soul would severely suffer, hideously an ugly bruise
The sting of my salty tears, often a melancholy excuse
My obsessive thoughts- they ruled, always a muse
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A split-second decision, my fate was decided then, as it all came together, it no sooner fell apart, with thoughts of dementia, masquerading was soon to start, gradually emerging
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