Sunlight blinds his eyes; paroled at last.
Don’t follow me, stay in the past.
You will always be a special friend
But this is now and that was then.
You gave me character, you made me wise;
But, I’ve out-grown that deceitful disguise.
Your meaning long expired. I once again, move on.
You only existed to lead me ’till dawn.
Your anger so volatile, your passion so rich,
I lead you to fall into the endless abyss
of nightmarish memories and dreams unfulfilled,
Where wide-eyed restless youth alas, grows to be killed
By the insatiable heart, swollen with emptiness
and festooned with scar;
The heart which catapulted your journey
for that sun above, away so far.
The unreachable sun,
The intangible sun,
The alluring and tempting,
The sun which now
Burns though my eyes
Visions of aging terror.
I bid you farewell young man,
……see you in the mirror.
© 2001, 2012, 2016 Mark Rogers