Oval Shaped Incisions

Estranged
 The bliss of a young man smoothly slivered in an instant
 Obscured memories puncture through an opaque blindfold
 Eyelids carved swiftly with oval shaped incisions
 A breach in one self's fortitude
 reveals a radiant smile struggling to resurface
 Nostalgia plays its snivelling violin
 I bleed pristine tears
 Recollections of the son I once was
 Stabbed my past with oxidized scissors and turned away
 Awake, to salvage what is left before it dies away
 An oath destined to be forgotten
 Strong words are nothing more than heartfelt clichés
 The times have changed and so have I
 Childhood dreams reduced to pale aspirations
 Familiar faces have shed their skin,
 Spawning a newfound identity
 A never ending pursuit of distinctiveness as blurred strenuous bonds in its path
 Awake, to salvage what is left before it dies away
 An oath destined to be forgotten
 Strong words are nothing more than heartfelt clichés