day and night

artwork by phil burns

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day and night

during the day
I live life with a smile
enjoying the warmth
of the Mediterranean sun
content with who I am
who I have become
or perhaps
who I have created
but in any case
at peace with my soul

but when I lie awake
at 3 a.m.
and in the darkness
the shadows of memories
with the memories of shadows
reminding me of who I was
and all those I damaged
then my soul screams for forgiveness
and I yearn once again
for the death of the past

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10 Responses to day and night

  1. You, too? I hate when that happens which is why at 3AM you’ll usually find me sitting in my recliner wrapped in a security blanket and writing the world’s next bestseller (in my mind, anyway). 🌹


  2. Katrin "Kate" McElderry says:

    Wow! Powerful.


  3. Been there, done that, wear the T-shirt to bed every night. Yours in yearning, Doug.


  4. jenne49 says:

    Life laid out in its beauty – and its pain.
    ‘shadows of memories
    with memories of shadows’
    Beautiful lines.


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