Sunday, December 16, 2012

Week 17: The Feel

Here I lay, in what feels like my coffin.
My heart still beating, although it's exhausted.
Memories flooding through my mind,
Flashbacks replaying as if to rewind.
Clenching on to what feels like hope,
Even though it's just a blanket helping me cope.
I cringe at each moment, playing relentlessly.
Why can't my mind spare me, and continue contently.
I close my eyes as the tears begin to fall,
Abandoned, I'm left here in despair of it all.
How can you move on and forget everything?
You pretend it didn't happen, that must be your new beginning.
I hope to never see you again,
Because you've left me with nothing, not even a friend.

-Allison S. De Arton

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