The dagger

Your memory is like a dagger to my soul

Twisting reality and confusing memories

Like autumnal leaves falling to the ground

Composting into nothingness

 

Yet the nothingness nourishes

The empty death of history

Produces new life

What of this new twist on reality?

 

Experience used instead of abused

A newness to replace the nothingness

Although it may not feel as comfortable

From its growth it has no choice but to be better

 

Consciousness will not allow anything less

As the dagger is removed

Reality is untwisted

Spring begins & the sapling sprouts

 

 

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