Array ( [sid] => 184311 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Yesterday/'/s Ghost [time] => 2017-07-07 15:50:20 [hometext] => Sometimes you have to let go of the past and all the negative thoughts that are holding you back. I/'/ve been away from this site far too long [bodytext] => Yesterdays ghost accompanies me through this tired walk of life
Lays a heavy hand on my shoulder and wrestles optimism to its knees
Crushed by the weight of self expectation the mind buckles
Succumbs to familiar well trodden paths of doubt
The scythe that is fear cuts through the fresh grass of hope, harvests new ambition
Syphons off positivity, leaving only crude dregs
Each new frontier drowned in deepening mist
Sight narrowed to the inward, to the predictable and safe
Chained to the past, fingertips find the future out of reach
Daring to dream, to dance to the rhapsody
Anchored feet only shuffle to slow mournful dirge
Time plays tricks, plants daily seeds
That cling but cannot flourish in cold barren ground
When will the rain come to wash away misery?
To purge blackened soul and cleanse toxic mind
When will the sun shine to illuminate sense
And burn away the clinging cloud of yesterdays ghost [comments] => 11 [counter] => 598 [topic] => 48 [informant] => puppy_dog_eyes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Yesterday's Ghost


Yesterday's Ghost
Date: Friday, 7th July 2017 @ 03:50:20 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: puppy_dog_eyes
Yesterdays ghost accompanies me through this tired walk of life
Lays a heavy hand on my shoulder and wrestles optimism to its knees
Crushed by the weight of self expectation the mind buckles
Succumbs to familiar well trodden paths of doubt
The scythe that is fear cuts through the fresh grass of hope, harvests new ambition
Syphons off positivity, leaving only crude dregs
Each new frontier drowned in deepening mist
Sight narrowed to the inward, to the predictable and safe
Chained to the past, fingertips find the future out of reach
Daring to dream, to dance to the rhapsody
Anchored feet only shuffle to slow mournful dirge
Time plays tricks, plants daily seeds
That cling but cannot flourish in cold barren ground
When will the rain come to wash away misery?
To purge blackened soul and cleanse toxic mind
When will the sun shine to illuminate sense
And burn away the clinging cloud of yesterdays ghost

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