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He Revisits the Wounds

The pain of yester years
Memories tucked in forgotten cache
The inability to reject
Or was it the confusion?
Coming on ... the pain
No, no, no ... but going on
Was it pleasure or was it pain?
Was it friend or was it fiend?
But a monument was made
A glory to that pain
My folly, my shame
My wanderings in pain

And now revisiting the ground
Of memories forgotten
Pictures have changed
Was it this or was it that
Worse, worse than before
Didn't think it was that
But worse, worse, worse!
Again the pain, but much more now
Did it happen? Did it?
God sets it in reality
Opening the sores of untreated wounds
Emotions raw and real
Arms that hold, tears that fall
What's happening? Why?
Seated there unmoved
Uninterested, unresponsive
Say something, say something
Silence, Silence...
How do I know how you feel?
How do I know how I feel?
How? How?
He revisits the wounds