Flashback Queen

( from: proaudiostar )

It seizes the brain and numbs

the soul;

makes the living breathing world

a hell.

Fingers, too,

and hands and feet

belong to another,

but still persist and do their duties

ritually,

longing to touch again, and truly feel

longing to make contact

with reality.

( from: photoshopessentials )

It will come; it will come--

this curtained world has passed before,

and the waking is so beautiful,

but how I want my life to be

a continual display

of beauty.

But to do that would be to 

obliterate memory.

And that's impossible.

So I go on, still

a flashback queen,

that's me.