Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Ghostly Memory

You come sauntering into mind
Like home for you is here in my sanity
You take a lap or two 
As you walk nonchalantly through my memory
As if there were a welcome mat at my mind's door 
A grim reaper of sorts.
All because I was a whore?
You always knew how to break me,
Chew me up and regurgitate me
And so you float along
Ghosting my conscience, I dream on 
Some nights are uninterrupted 
Except for this one. 
 



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1 comment:

  1. Optimistic ExistentialistJune 28, 2016 at 2:42 AM

    What amazing writing...powerful. Emotive. I can feel the power behind the words. Was is cathartic? I LOVE your writing.

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