Take whatever you can salvage.
Everything must go.
The old saying “out with the old, in with the new” applies to this current situation
In this yard lies unfulfilled dreams, pain, darkness, long forgotten memories
Soon, everything will be tossed into the furnace.
The purifying blue flame that is this current moment.
After that, the old will cease to be.
I will become a new creature, reborn from the ashes like a phoenix.
Still though, I find myself coming back to this place time and time again.
What is it that keeps me here and binds me to this place? This attachment that feels more and more like a sore each time?
I will pluck out the thorn from my side, correct my posture and walk the line that is set out in front of me.
Shadows of yesterday will not be able to withstand the light that magnifies with each given day.
And in return, the shadows thank me. You see, a shadow doesn’t know it’s a shadow.
I sit atop a rusty old car and wonder if it’s going anywhere. But then I remember it’s not functional.
So I trade in my keys for some new ones.
Down to go for a little joy ride?
Artistic Apathy 