Deja Vu

You've been here before.
You've done that before.
A silent cry of emotional pain.
A feeble notation of the internal strain.

A dark cloud of confusion passes through in an autumn breeze
Giving you a flash of your past; a challenge to your loyalties.
An opening to your dreams; an ode to your insecurities.

Your forgotten past -your broken dreams and forced down hopes- live nigh.
Imagination, the starboard, the faded window all lie.
True knowledge is the key.
For only the broken understand this reality.

A clue, a puzzle?
Nay, 'tis a long forgotten voice.
A sorrowful weeping of the one true prophet
forever damned a liar.

By you.