Memories

Memories etched in my mind
like the plague
I'm wishing I could shake them out
Begin a new slate

The wounds have scabbed
But still they ooze
Slightly sticking to
everything on me

Time has past
But who can tell my heart that
Because it still feels the tremors
From when my ground was shaken,
Uprooted, in a series of quakes

Paranoia sets in
The fear unfolds
Every time November hits
It clenches me in a hold

Slightly tainted months pass by
I tremble as they pass
Wishing, knowing, begging
That I've escaped the past

Reviews

[Matthew Kult]

Timelessly Torturing

Great Read

Matthew

[kristen0928]

Thank you!

[Matthew Kult]

Welcome

Matthew