The past fades when life goes well,
yet charges to the forefront,
like a runaway stallion when life goes down.
My heart is lost to the fading light.
Its song faint,
despair clamping on,
holding back the tides of my life.
© Johanna Fugitt 2017
585 Despair [11 January 2004]
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