The past

myself and me

Thought
I have left yesterday behind
Believed
I have erased you from my mind

 

Found abandoned heart
at spider web covered corner
Wipe off the dust
the past
saved deep inside the heart
behind the scar  

 

Wrapped with sadness
tightly
Painted with hopeless
carefully
Sealed with tears
silently  

 

Opening it
layer by layer
piece by piece
The past
as fresh as old time  

 

Touch it
with shaking hands
turn into ashes
Disappear forever
so does the heart

  • Author: myself and me (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 3rd, 2020 17:43
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Michael Edwards

    Nearly missed - a gem of a write(s).



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