Leeches
I get haunted by things around me,
Especially the leeches on my mind,
They cling to me until I have no power,
They creep up on me from behind,
Will they ever let go of me!?
I guess it's only myself that can flick them to flea,
It's time I save myself now and discard from any negative identity,
Haunted memories of the leeches shall never find me again.
Copyright © Katrina Arthur | Year Posted 2016
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