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Potless Power

There were times I hadnt thought about it at all. It was as if things from that time period had slipped out of my mind, like they'd never happened. Pretentiousness had helped, finally. Who is to call, who is to say, when the two people involved never wanted to stay.

Sounds begin resurfacing with the fall of night. They could be heard, eyes shut tightly, ears closed, cornered & all alone.

I shall restore my belief. I shall get my powers. And this time not in a pot, the powers shall remain, in the sands of time.

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