Tag: Lake

I come closer to the lake,
Piercing eyes are staring back.
They’re in pain and they’re awake,
And, yet, life is what they lack.

And around the lake I walk,
I come back to the same place.
Now they’re silent, they won’t talk.
Such distorted, vengeful face!

Round the lake I go again,
One more circle I complete.
And myself I don’t refrain,
Always stuck here, on repeat.

I move forward, yet I’m stuck;
I keep pacing in a trance.
Painful glimpses of the past
Keep me anchored to this place.

Till one day: I close my eyes,
Step by step, I walk away.
Stubborn being who defies
That chaotic, planned array.

Now the lake is far behind,
Memories of it are gone.
No more vengeance on my mind,
My true self I can become.

– Patricia