Fresh air expands my lungs
Festered thoughts litter my mind
Troubled by what was
Trouble is I can’t let go
I watch the paper puppet show
A twirling macabre dance
Shown only for me
The sights and sounds
The twisting of up and down
Beneath all that is you
Remnants remain of wrongs
So furiously fought to find the light
Eyelids are heavy with knowledge
That never should have been
And I cry into the night
This should be forgiven
The path no longer ridden
But the shadow has been blurred
And burned by the sun
Searing my soul with its afterglow
Till I forever replay
Events for which you
Shall eternally pay