A Peek Inside
A peek inside,
to see what I hide.
The abyss awaits,
for the opening of the gates.
Collected images of moments,
missed chances of atonement,
spiral in a cyclone of scattered dreams.
My heart heavy with regret,
enticed me to forget.
In stone it is cast,
my future a victim of the past.
Failure awaits my return,
so it may inhale what I've learned,
and I'm exposed for all to see.
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