Disheartened and disillusioned
Devastated  and forlorn
Plagued with pain and torment
Consumed with hurt and scorn.

The memories are haunting
Is there  no way I can erase
The sound of your voice in my head
The recollection of your face?

Drowning out the memories
Unworthy of remembrance.
No escape from my mistakes
A day to day encumbrance.

Forgotten and easily dismissed
The smallest grain of sand
Insignificant and inconsequential
Such a small part of your plan.

I need to let go, to step away
From the grasp you’ve had on me
Going to cut the ties, going to break free
Of the past and your memory.


Image from Google Images:   pinterest.ru

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

5 thoughts on “HAUNTING”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s