The forbidden zone.

The forbidden zone.

My thoughts made sure,

there would be no recollections

for my own protection.

"Past is past!" They said, over and over.

In the traffic of thoughts

there were no "through" roads

to the back of my mind,

nor was there a light

to lie back and read.

It was chained,

and forbidden,

zoned.

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

I do like the road and traffic metaphors A.M.
Nice one.
:)

[wordman]

you can sin and not recall it`s intimate moments

[andrew mitchell]

thanks wordman, twas more of nightmares of past but yes could apply to sins as well.