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walking backwards down an inwards stairwell

all is inwards toward an outwards sidewalk

when life turns outwards into a sideways solution

sideways you are in this frontward pollution



outwards sidewalk in a mind speak, talks when all listens

wish it was there now in hell soon, where everything glistens

wish this was beautiful now, but only once in my mind

can’t be for all is ugly, and the rope has just been bound inside

and all has been tied



i’ve faced a forgotten past

confined with my self-confidence

dug myself out from six feet beneath

found whose face has lined the sheath



the rope is tight, tightly tied  

bound around these memories

they’ve got nowhere else to go

for anywhere else i’d rather be

you are what i was, something else i’d rather see

struggle to surpass the evolution of pain

lest i be reminded of the current’s direction