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[aid] => mick
[title] => Jigsaw (chasing ghosts)
[time] => 2009-03-05 23:15:34
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[bodytext] => These words don’t come easy…they never did The dark was always easier, ever since I was a kid It still never evolved with the passing of time Don’t want to force words, and I hate to force rhyme Life is a puzzle...and those missing pieces are the memories that last The puzzle comes alive with the thoughts of the past A ghost or a demon, a chalk line trace And the empty spots are moments, to which you can not erase I spent many years, trying to find The answers to what my heart couldn’t find Emptiness sat, in the core of my soul A storm of darkness, to which I couldn’t control I used to think that the past was a grave Of unanswered questions, that my mind did not crave The past and the present, now together to see These are the parts that created me I buried you many years ago When I was much younger, and I just didn’t know The path I would take, the trials of the heart Betrayals and heartache, the missing part Alone in the mountains, was left for dead Where the road to survival lead to my past instead Entered a room where the ghosts don’t chase me And I cheer for the death of the enemy… that existed in my mind And as more pieces fall in their places I found warmer thoughts, and familiar faces The past has a place in everyone’s life The pain and the triumphs etched with a knife Onto your soul, where the memories last And the puzzle complete, reassembled your past Or the pieces lie scattered, a job incomplete And the picture lies hidden, as history repeats And the ghosts come alive as you sink in defeat I found what I needed to make it feel right No more unanswered questions in the midst of the night The story now written, and put on the shelf At peace in my mind, at peace with myself I chased the past from coast to coast... Now I’m no longer chasing ghosts…. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 357 [topic] => 48 [informant] => darkscorpio [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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