Memories
The wind howls through a shattered heart,
broken, shredded, and torn apart.
Innocence never had a chance,
not when evil cast its first glance.
Scarred deep within the soul,
burdened with dreams beyond control.
Skin still quivers from memories dark,
overshadowing even a victory's spark.
They strike with no defense or sign,
eclipsing joy like a shadowed line.
Even from this vast distance,
they haunt with cruel persistence.
A sweet voice still inflicts the pain,
like a dog left tethered to a chain.
Forever they linger in the mind,
resigned to visions they leave behind.
Alesia Leach © 1/2015
Copyright © Alesia Leach | Year Posted 2015
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