déjà vu

Time is a familiar place crossed lines can never retrace        
Just like the lines I can't erase forever etched across my face        
Yet still the curtain of uncertainty returns to conceal my memory        
Looking back at the same reflection I am still too blind to see        
         
Repeating the same fast-forward flashback of dualistic reps        
Trying to leave tragedy behind my muddy frozen footsteps        
Looking back at where I came from I see circling figure eights        
No one can tell where they were born nor foretell their metaphoric fates      
     
Predictably the more thoughts modulate, the more echoes silently recur      
Replicating opaque creations of a subconscious saboteur      
Haunted by a perplexing recollection with just a hint of recognition        
Translucent images foreshadow this vagary of endless repetition    
     
As it sneaks up from behind like a shadow at high noon        
From an eclipse when the sky's too bright concealing a blue moon        
Passing clear over my head like a ghost of the forgotten dead        
And just one second later I felt a chill that quickly fled        
         
It hid behind a glimmer of light that rekindled last midnight        
Was it really there or a lost memory fading out of sight?        
I cannot shake this feeling that I've seen this scenery reform        
Glowing under the Aurora after a Summer Sun-spot storm        
         
Did I dream I was awake or get caught in the spiral of time's wake        
Out of control I spun in circles to evade this cold mind numbing ache        
So sure that I've been there and done that ten thousand times before        
Yet still I can't reach back to the past to slam shut that unlocked door