LivingSkyscrapers

The Past Echoes, holding tight Feasting on all that's become real Relationships broken, souls shattered Peacefulness plunging into terror Scars once hidden, suddenly made real Opening the curtain once again on Fear, hate, self loathing, and pain I'm not who I was! A new emergence, a frontier Soiled upon mere echoes There is no escaping, no diverging The haunts, torments of 'once was' I'm haunted by memories, by past I am who I was and yet I am no longer The darkness is I But who is me?