Finding Solace
i amble through the corridors
of this comfortless life
...the echo of your footsteps
meander behind me
in shallow strides
bestowed by death
i feel the pierce
of your eyes
fall from clouded skies
slashing the core of my soul
the corpus of your being
knocking me back
through every tempest
of storm's breath
the lash of death
pummeling me
with the ocean's waves
stinging me
with its misty cries
erasing my footsteps
as i try to regain myself
and mend my soul
...i curse you again
beneath every sob
of childhood pain
that haunts my mind
with memories of you
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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