Elliot
Canto XV
Time ran in a circle
Taking me by the hand
Like a childish game
When the circle completed
I wasn’t the same
Changed completely
Except for a name
Stolen
From my younger self
Sitting beside me
Embarking on a journey
To become what I am
It all comes back
Heart growing heavy
As he walks away
He has to learn
He has to see what I’ve seen
To understand
And as for me
I look at my store
I think to myself
There has to be more
Stepping inside
There’s an ominous door
One that I swear
Was not there before
A gust of wind
As I open it up
I take my first steps
Into a sea of shadow…
A Life in Poems 