Memories

The wind howls through a shattered heart, broken, shredded, and torn apart. Innocence that never had a chance, when evil had its first glance. Scarred deep within the soul, burden with dreams unable to control. Skin quivers with dark memories, sometimes overshadowing the little victories. Memories come suddenly with no defense, even eclipsing a day's happy events. Still at this vast distance, memories are steady in their persistence. Their sweet voice inflicts the pain, trapped like a dog on a chain. Forever they are to touch the mind, haunted by visions of the past, resigned. That I have to post this upsets me: My poems are copyright. I am sharing my poems for you to read not for you to post willy-nilly to a website, in your newsletter or anywhere else with out my permission. I am available, leave me a message. Especially to those who change the name of my poem and not give proper credit. You should be ashamed!