Lost within the process
of opening my mind
As the doors open
leave everything else in shadow
Collapse to the floor
the corpses
of hopes
held up by
desolate fears

My eyes grow wider
but tire with each day
As I seek forgiveness
in the lost remains
Regret,
weighs heavily
on this worn soul
Tearing deeper,
feeling satisfaction
and despair
in the discovery
of unanswered questions

Baring and spawning
more doubt
than there was fore

Now address I,
To whom
it may concern.
That I ought
to admit
that
I've become
afraid
of all that I have learned