Gone are the days…

 

Gone are the days that are not today
Gone are the dreams that we had of them
Gone are negative things we had to say
Gone is the magnetic hold we had on them

Gone are the moments we lost to time
Gone are the dreams; remorse and sadness
Gone are the dirty tears, wet with grime
Gone is the path to madness

Gone are the bruises we felt on our soul
Gone are the places where anger delves
Gone are the shadows…black as coal
Gone are the ways we hurt ourselves…

…before:

We cry and wept for the forgotten, the lost, the never
was and watched-felt-listened as our world turned inward, away from
love, from life; we sat and did nothing because
gone are the days…

Listless and gray, we thought small ideas, felt small
emotions as everything eroded into sandy, contoured piles of yesterday’s
dreams that we only saw on television, only saw when we thought
gone are the days…

We failed to hold our heads high, failed to toe the line, failed
to begin the beginning (of the end) because we had no stomach, no
taste for the future and only saw the past and said
gone are the days…

…after;

We agree to disagree with life when it points the wrong
way, when down is the new up, when today is not the dissolution
of yesterday in all senses, in all ways…and we rejoice that
gone are the days…

We step into that emotional sunlight to feel the warm rays of
uncertainty, of ambiguous decisions colliding with questionable
motives influenced by knowing knowing knowing
gone are the days…

We love the fear, feel the wildness under our skin, in conscious
thought and in time we embrace with feeling arms and seeing
eyes all that we never knew and all that never was because
gone are the days…

Gone are the days that are not today
Gone are the dreams that we had of them
Gone are negative things we had to say
Gone is the magnetic hold we had on them

Gone are the moments we lost to time
Gone are the dreams; remorse and sadness
Gone are the dirty tears, wet with grime
Gone is the path to madness

Gone are the bruises we felt on our soul
Gone are the places where anger delves
Gone are the shadows…black as coal
Gone are the ways we hurt ourselves…

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