Ghosts of the Past
Ghosts of the past
they seem to last
those words
that hurt
they slice
A stabbing pain
seers
one of many peers
competing for space
I need to give grace
How can you compete
this unsurmountable feat
with memories
that are held so tight
that wake you up
in the dead of night?
When your mind is relaxed is when things start to haunt my thoughts.
Great and very true writing from Jane . The hosts seem to overtake the good of most . It won't last for most . Then once your awake your brain says for goodness sake it was a dream that has kept you awake . Great work by Jane . Hugs and love to all