Just A Word

 

 

I walk numbly among the

living, I breathe, I eat, I

linger, waiting for some

ember within to spark my

soul back to life, back to

my memories, where the

loving sun warmed the spring

air, and where “tragedy” was

just a word.

Reviews

[Pepsimax]

talking of a time before a tragedy happened and you want to got back there. very well written and very sad.