Beautiful Unknown and You

Old faces, new faces,
memories haunted without obvious traces.
What's true today is fake tomorrow,
only yesterday's reels reveal what was real.
Good times, unspeakable times,
heavy baggage from friends and family that will always weigh down.  
Blades pointed outwards actually pointed inwards,
they filet some of the best films you replay until your last day. Days you want to relive over and over,
people you would never be without.
It's a a movie with footage you sometimes find brought back by people who you knew but never knew.
Scenes manifest and get passed by swift,
like that frame you thought would last forever.
Regardless of how it felt,
the transition from the warm cradle of love to the cold grasp of disillusion and how you felt watching your shelter implode.
You go through because there's more to this than has or can be seen.
It's a beautiful thing that there will never be what once was,
it allows you to cherish what you still have and what you are. Things you can't wash or edit make you a human being.
But the beautiful unknown always begs for revealing new things. You beg the beautiful unknown to always pull away the curtain
but it can't.
It shouldn't.
You must always be the one to pull it down,
for it will shine a new ray on your being.
A new light reflects a new sight on through what glass you are seeing.
Go the journey without worry of cleaning the path you were leading.
If you wish to clean your old,
then you wish to clean yourself of the person you are being.