The Chronicles of A New Day part 4 Looking Back, and Seeing the Present Has Changed

I look back at my old feelings
frayed memories, scarred, burnt and black
as day after day passies by
I obessess over the past
I try to find a part that would last
I try!
and try i look back deeper and deeper i am very deep in now deeper
very deep i am lost in thought, my consciousness, frayed, and memories seep
out and seem to drain away
not here to stay not even for another day
the Longer i look back the more the present passes me by
the world changes, moves, and hates without me or at me.

poem by David Knox
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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