Uncertain

I rest in silence and angry sleep,
wounds deep, bitter and unclean,
twisting inside my skin,
uncertain memories torment me,
tearing with their terrible claws,
rampant in my quivering soul,
savage beast creeping,
in the dark corners,
the undisovered parts of me,
spriraling into the horizon,
the distant land, desperate
I grasp at fleeting truths,
beyond my reach, last chance
to undo and free myself.