Neurotic Nostalgia

Poetry

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A mountain’s climb gone too soon 

I was pushed into ascension

With celestial beings surrounding me

The decision was the anchor that freed my truth

My mind and soul finally intertwined 

I reminded myself of the great glories ahead

I blindly danced into the abyss

No longer waiting for heaven’s rescue

I was liberated in my freedom

Revealing my core, I ripped off the mask

I could no longer pretend

Nostalgia’s words no longer resonated