Thoughts of doom

Thoughts of doom

You are nothing but phantoms of

Experiences long passed

Resurfacing to be seen

On my projection screen

That looks like a mirror

But is in fact opaque

Obscuring the glimpse of heaven

That hides

Behind the suffering

Thoughts of doom

You come from scars

And take me so far away

From love and happiness

Leading me only into

A contracted state

And so I pray for this

That the memory of wounds

Does not steal new life

Does not obscure the light

For the past will then be only

Doomed to recreate

Itself endlessly

Creating a fallow field

Within which no new living seed

Can take deep root

Or germinate

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