Adolescence Lent
Somehow the sun leers from beneath the earth
Today the same as yesterday
Nightmares haunt the moments since
Broken and bruised
your image trickles through my mind
On some occasions
bright and vivid
held within my hand
childhood spent
adolescence lent
to times of wasted hours
A broken vase
of forgotten times mended
with so much care
but your no longer there
And time with twisted twain
just prolongs the pain
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2019
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