Here again, I have confessed,
Not all my fears are laid to rest.
Paranoia stalks me, I am depressed,
There is no way of knowing what is for the best.
Confusion ravages my mind and heart
I would explain but I don’t know where to start.
My secret being I do not reveal,
I search and search for a way to heal.
I know my journey may be interrupted
And that my spirit can be corrupted.
I want to put my mind to rest.
Moving forward and praying for peace at last.
Repressed knowledge has me running fast,
A resurgence of memory, my living past.
How did I get from there to here,
Watching for indications of future to appear.
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