Crowded Shore

Crowded thoughts
Ram the hazy wall
Of dire memories
Stirring violently

Longing shrieks
Echoing through depths
Where, darkness dwellers
With rope of anxieties
Bind –ever so tightly

Pain presses
Madly at the passing
Time -so slippery
Precious antidote for struggle
And a sign
For the long desired land

Crimson edges
Of tired eyes
Fight the ruthless glare
Slip, slid, tumble
Cut free -swim
Towards the possibility
Where mirage is ever changing

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