312th Post

Once again.

The silence blankets the house.
Like the night.

Awaken from my deathly slumber.
My senses still groggy from the grog.

What does it mean to truly forget the past.
And move on into the future.

I have yet to move out of the shadows.
And into the light.

For wispy bits of the past and hurt.
Still cling onto me.
Like so many spider webs.

Reducing me to much despair.

Sadly.
The same questions haunt me over.
Like flipping pancakes on a pan.

I try to remove as much of the past as possible.
But yet.

The inability to fully erase the past from the memories.
Is causing me much anguish.
And frustration.

Made worse by the reminders.
In the form of the scars that remain behind.

Sigh.

Should i remove everything?

Eyes.
Heart.
Mind.

So that i will no longer be exposed to this mental torture.

Slowly fading away.
Into just another faceless mindless person.

In a faceless mindless society.