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To Be Remembered

  • Writer: Cheyenne Morton
    Cheyenne Morton
  • Jan 24, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Jan 25, 2020

I always look to the future anxiously hoping for something greater, yet my present sits idly, waiting for me to recognize it's relevance.

Marble slabs lay replacing bricks

A troubled artist loses grip

Reveled in a dangerous mind

Battling against wicked crimes


Visions flash in a nocturnal sleep

Secret phantoms’ lies to keep

Fragrant passions fill the air

Perceptions tower with debonair


Wildly fleeing pangs of guilt

Shame retires anguished hell

Far fetched remiss and vile blanks

Thrown expression, mysterious saints


Evil wicked growing pain

Disillusion ghosts to have slain

By the break of candlelight

In fleeting wings they take their flight


Simplest damsel in distress

Monstrous desire set to rest

Partake in gory sacrifice

To write the message of your life


Admired, finally you stand

Was all the pain worth all the grand?

Don’t trouble how time can’t be turned

Through these failures you have learned


Wildly your rights prevail

Mistaken, shaken, unaware

Foundations crumble within your realm

A matter wholly lost and failed


Disgraced you are, at home you lay

Wallowing bottles of chardonnay

Transcend this path and fade to black

A truth too real, one which you lack


When stories tell of pain and loss

Your name is said and read by all

You lose your life and fall away

Not forgotten to this day


Maybe you did succeed after all

A genius with a cataclysmic fall

Alas you lost and shattered your life

But in your death you lived despite

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