Time

The days pass

Time marches on

The past remains

Invades every moment

Of waking life

The memories stay

In her mind

Taunting her with

Feelings of dread

Thoughts of despair

Memories of terror

January 17, 2007

3 thoughts on “Time”

  1. Austin says:

    Have you joined any poetry rings so that others can read your stuff too? I think they’d be able to relate.

    Austin

  2. No I haven’t done anything like that.

    This is the first time I’ve really been able to share it with anyone.

    I don’t know of any good ones… I guess I should Google it.

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