Saturday, March 2, 2019

Ghosts of dreams

Ghosts of dreams, lost in reeds
Bound in churning waters
and clinging like ivy 
across a sooted floor
In night, shadows unfurl
my demons, casting stones
Flailing, holding my breath
Wanting only release
This mask swallows me whole,
rinsed with fallen tears and
haunted by memories
of you. Empty, my soul
Hold my hand and let me
pray for what I have lost
Needing forgiveness, a
blessing in this dark heart

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