felinedev

Childhood memories escape from yesteryear Fading as seasons pass from one to the next Faces become words, become naught but feeling And the perplexities of the brain devour All that a man is can be found in his past lives Most wrought with horrors never dared recited Call me simple; curse me as of a shallow sex But know I carry the weight of being human I choose to disremember that which would destroy Therefore I am and remain to be for a time longer Scouring the stains, I push through the chemicals Imprints formed by chance and by loathsome heartache Innumerous possibilities dwindled into one oddity of a life Channeled through b