Let the past pass you
Dreamlike down a hidden river on a hot day
The serenity abruptly
woken by the view of myself drowning
I now understand two parts of myself from a new perspective
As I attempted to remain unconscious all the while aware of
two worlds colliding
Delicately approaching a choking sputtering image of myself
I hold out my hand praying I don’t wake up.
I saw in myself strange eyes
But not for the first time
The had been moments when I stumbled to the mirror
In the dead of night I saw them change
The cold water hitting my face
I turned away once, not now, not ever again. I swear…
A swell in the waves when I almost had myself in a
metaphysical grasp
For a moment I lost myself
The salt peppered my mouth and old wounds
The old me with a silly smile on his face
Enjoying the destruction of my past
Rolling in the flame-like waves
I felt the grip tighten and realized
He was attempting to pull me in as well
I won’t go back to that
However,
In order to truly change I had to watch myself die once
I had to let go…
-Dev
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