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Laura Elphee Poem
These are the times when the walls talk
The bricks sneer and the tile floor scoffs at you
Disapproving, mocking, judging
It’s a quiet conversation
You can’t quite grasp the words
Muttered to your ears only
Yes, the others are excluded
From this one-sided discussion
So they don’t understand
When you can’t hear them
And when you stare blankly at the wall
Because they aren’t aware
That those walls are tormenting you
Copyright © Laura Elphee | Year Posted 2019
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Laura Elphee Poem
A heavy presence in the back of my mind
Nagging, needy, relentless
A constant white noise
That buzzes without regard for time of day
A reminder that the bubble has burst
Leaving me gasping for a painful breath
The past is unforgiving,
Our future seems out of reach
The weight of our mistakes
Too great to bear alone
And we both know
we can’t do it together like we used to
Copyright © Laura Elphee | Year Posted 2019
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