poetry

Out of the Past

a message
from the blue,
out of time
out of rhyme,
shocks the system
and tingles
at the edges
of old scars.
stirring memories
of things gained
and
of things lost.
the naivete of youth
that left you
gun shy,
tainted,
and a little less
eager
to thrust your soul
out into the void.
where once
you thought
all you needed
was hope and love
to survive and thrive.

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