Perched here upon the overlook
Reflection
Seeking direction
Future and past both held within my protection
My mind wanders
As my eyes search among things
My mind ponders
Attempting to unearth the puzzles
Distinguish the possibilities
There are no exits
No reverse in this existence
Merely this prevent defense
And take no prisoners offense
I am what I represent
Heaven sent
Hell bent
Totally spent
What do I represent?
I made my mark
Bringing both the light and the dark
I pulled myself apart
Know thy heart
That was what was said
The epitaph
My final inscription
Post traumatic stress
Memories simply forget
I am merely a pale ghostly appearance
Dark rider
Awaiting
Bridled
Contemplating
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