Hovering Semblance
A past that haunts,
A lingering shadow of doubt,
Of grief and pain,
The waking mind pushes away.
The ghost of reality,
A former spiteful rode-
Shame and hurt that drag
A razor of teeth through my soul.
One word and the world falls
Into a million shattered pieces
Fading into oblivion,
As a night’s horror replays-
Etched into the mind.
One word and I tremble with regret,
As the ghost of my past
Stabs at my heart as I bleed,
Praying that this hurt and guilt will fade,
That this ghost of reality will finally leave.
~Courtney Lowe
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