Deja vu staring through the window.
Demons keeping me awake at night,
Whispering their spells.
The contempt of nostalgia.
Tears trapped in the well;
Wishing for release from captivity.
Trying to erase my footprints;
Efforts to change; the feeling in vain.
Published by David W. Jones
David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television.
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