Truthful Words Echo
Your truthful words still echo ... ... ...
Within my hollow h e a r t
Like a bear within a |c|a|g|e|
As it is t o r n a p a r t
All the little pieces sca t t e r like shadows from the light.
A host of silent sentinels
With nothing left to guard
Yet the [doors] are locked
And all the windows b-a-r-r-e-d
Affirming my suspicion that you, in fact, were right.
In my soul's deepest
cellar
A place I rarely tread
I buried in a shallow grave
That thing I thought was d_e_a_d
gone
I thought I would be safe then with it from my sight.
But now if I walk by the [door]
Or if I glance inside to check
The black tendrils ~~ of regret ~~~~~
become a noose around my (neck)
As if by wicked vagabonds, I'm dragged
back into
the night.
9/22/16
All the Little Pieces Contest
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