Every inch you know

best; with a slight 

twist of view

 

Just a thought and you're

there; not a moment too soon

 

Each unique as a 

memory, so distant yet true

or perhaps as a dream or a nightmare or so

 

It's cold and it burns

just a swipe and you're there

 

You search and you pray

so lost and confused

just waiting for the rush full of life

 

With your pain pouring out,

you heart feels at ease

 

Suddenly a jolt back to

reality, with the void

seemingly relieved

 

You sit and you wonder when 

your wounds are fated to heal

 

Just waiting 'til the time these

thoughs creepback in

line and strike you weak

 

You fight for control while

you're controlled by your past

 

Wishing one day to never look

back on the story you wrote

oh so vividly clear