Crystallized Moments: Poetry

The labyrinth
of the mind
creates a
hellbound heart,
locked in torment
~
The heart seeks
escape from
these daily
pains made
permanent
by time
~
Scars throb
at each reminder
of their creation
~
And the breath
is stifled by
crystallized
moments
long departed
~
In this way,
we damn ourselves
~
Then we repeat
patterns instead
of learning;
we flee fast
instead of
feeling
~
How harsh
the lesson
to realize
you've been
running for years
while standing
in the same place.

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