Sinister Countdown- Shifting Gold

Here upon this shifting gold,

Do I find myself reposed.

All my eyes are and sense touch,

Seems to call me back a wandering.

Let these memories I’ve bound,

Never be set apart.

Or I will follow this shifting gold,

And never be found a wanting.

Shifting gold sings sweet to my mind,

Blocking out the blackness of before.

Tantalizing me with hopes of a forbidden future,

I have closed those doors and never seem to open them.

Bound am I bound to what is ahead,

Lest the pain I’ve endured is forgotten.

So here I’ll stand upon this shifting gold,

And hold tight to these drifting bonds.

-M.E. InkOwl

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