Thursday, May 30, 2013

By: Stacy Moran

The night calls to me
A small breeze caresses my face
I close my eyes as a single tear slides down my cheek
All my memories of the past flood my soul
ALONE in my hell,
What you did
No one walked away unscathed
Even now after all these years
I am losing another piece of myself
I stand frozen your words still haunting my very thoughts
The more I think
The more you consume me
The anger mingled with hurt
Your voice surrounding me but I do not see you
You’re hiding in my memory
Pounding in my heart
Even through death you haunt me

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