Forgetting The Past Poem by Biff McGuire

How do I slay this noxious beast?
Smoke and mirrors, lacking in feeling release

The infection doth lie so deep within
I shall never shed this constricting skin

Surrounding my heart, as if to protect
What remains of a future, and cutting the deck

To let the cards fall in a random mosaic
With some joy that is left, and my sanities sake

As all of the final days pass in a flash
The window of happiness closes its sash!