Haunted Bits and Pieces
Out of the past; screaming so loud and cutting so deep
Comes jagged bits of memory that robs me of sleep
Remembrances sealed behind a wall of shame;
Memories of the blackest sort; of guilt and of blame
Voices of a pain, so long locked away;
When my actions seem hard to believe, where bitter memories stay
Voices of betrayal that I’ve visited upon others
A pain and shame so heavy, it suffocates and smothers,
Drowning with no sign of water, anywhere around
An elevator of memories that drags me down and down
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