Reproach

 

The Ghosting of memories

a faint replication of love

become a poison mist

stealing the breath

stopping the beats of the heart

in the momentary paralysis of sorrow

Emotions rising up from the abyss of the soul

still reflect the sweeping loss

like a river gone wild that left nothing in its wake

while cold threads of despair wove in and out

contracting and severing all warmth

And in its place, the vandals chill reproach

shimmering like a silver gray mirage

Untouchable…..unstoppable…..unpredictable

Undeniably true