Thoughts

Blank stares, hiding away,
Wandering in the night with little to say.
Lovely thoughts of a horrid past,
Lingering betrayals of a home that lasts.
"Go back!, Go back!" endless shouts.
Overwhelming time, overwhelming doubt.
Living dark, living bright,
Coming undone, doing what's right.
Just how far will you choose to run
From what remains after it's said, after it's done.
Turn! Face! Stand your ground!
Who truly remains when no one else is around?
~Anonymous