The Passage from The Passage by Mikey Mason

Turning pages in the dark
Searching shadows for the spark
of what I used to be.

Chanting, singing, casting stones
Matching rhythms to the tones
of possibility

And these awkward machinations, these childish divinations
Streak and fade before my eyes. My eyes…

Hunched and singing by the fire
Eyes are stinging, and the mire
of doubt around me grows

Reaching out into the past,
All the charms I might have cast,
the paths I might have chosen.

I revisit each temptation, indulgent aspirations
That my mind’s eyes have abscised…
Abscised. Still I’m…

Searching for the passage back to me
Instead of all these remnants of the things I tried to be
The fading relics, shedded skins of fleeting victories…
Searching for the passage back to me.

I'm searching for the passage back to me
Instead of all these remnants of the things I tried to be
The fading relics, shedded skins of fleeting victories…
Searching for the passage back to me.

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