Often when we chase our dreams <br />we chase our yesterdays as well <br />to seek out old acquaintances <br />to share our glory achieved. <br />We seek them in many avenues <br />we may stumble upon <br />to find the missing keys of our past <br />in hope for words to fuel our ego <br />and our new found pride, <br />finding none our elation slips <br />and our paranoia begins again. <br /> <br /> <br />28 November 20013<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/paranoia-14/
