Forget

The truth
The glass ropes that bind me
The face that stares at me.
Buried in the past
The memories that haunt me
Are separate from the truth
That looks at me unknowing
That I'm looking right back
It's the end that I think of
In the darkness
In the peace
With the invisible path stretching out
In front of us
How can you see what is not there
and how can I forget what was.