The Inevitable Return

The Inevitable Return

A Poem by Ian Lundin
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If only I could walk away. Dated: 12/16/05

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It's the inevitable return
The escape which leads nowhere
There is no escape, I've learned
There is no return from here
No home for a tattered soul, torn
Incapable of rest, though I'm weary and worn
Scorned, is the life that I lead
Reduced of my own device, I quietly bleed
Removed from my deepest need
While I somehow know I will survive
I walk this life, barely alive
And I've never been so lost.

I know the what, why and when
What needs to occur before I break where I bend
And while it must be now
Still, I don't know how
Such, is the way, I must search alone
But I cannot manage so
My guides all fail to see me through
They've no experience as I do
Of my mentors, none understand
None can provide a helping hand
The wisdom for cure, I must find on my own
Even surrounded, I've never been so alone
Enshrouded with my veil of calm
Turmoil boils as I witness my fall
From this winter of years, I cannot defrost
And I've never been so lost.

Tell me what you think.

© 2008 Ian Lundin


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Ian Lundin
Ian Lundin

South Lake Tahoe, CA



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Writing is like a one way window. You open the blinds but you still can't see out, even though the whole world can see in. It's the ideas that I can't yet express that drive me forward. Someday I hope.. more..

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