Twins (Words Written on My 24th Birthday Eve)

It’s like creepy crawlies,

If you can not let it go,

It will let your mind wander in gloomy thorns.

Bewildered and despondent,

You may find its twin brother comes in a mirage,

That vanishes as soon as you are sucked into the marsh of the past.

Never expect a clean break,

For even the spotless mind has the eternal darkness within.

To prevent the onset of it,

Just actively turn to its twin brother,

Who never dwells in his hometown,

But pops up in a well-lighted place.

Come to think of it,

"It" is  generally called "memory",

And his "twin brother",

"Hope".