MemoriesA Poem by ashwAs light shines through my bedroom
window, casting shapes upon the wall, My thoughts drift to days long past,
which I’d rather not recall. The shadows start to twist and turn, my
hands begins to shake, And as I shift to get a closer look, my
heart begins to break. No longer do I see a wall, with shadows
splayed across, Instead I’m in another time - my reality
I have lost. Even knowing I’m no longer sane, I’m not
ready to return, Maybe if I relive the past I’ll have no
bridges left to burn. © 2013 ashw |
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Added on April 14, 2013 Last Updated on April 14, 2013 Author
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