My Haunting Past

Snow had been falling
Words were flying
I wanted out.

My heart had been crying
My tears stained my soul
All I wanted was you to stop.

I had loved you with all my might
And to this day I still do
Wondering if I can ever be with you again.

Karma has bitten me
And I should have stayed
Somehow working things out.

But the words and he pain
Was more than I could handle
Since I was still grieving a great loss.

So in less than a years time
I lost the two men who were my world
One is gone for good and the other is in grasp.

I don't know what to do
For over two years I've tried to move on
But nothing has felt right.

I am reminded all the time
Of what I did to him
He can't move on and forgive me.

My haunting past is my nightmare every night
It's my reality everyday
As I sit here in pain over the memories not forgotten.



Poetry by Shannon Ann Britto
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Written on 2017-05-25 at 20:45

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This poem has a strong beginning. The words in the first three lines especially. Definite, short, sharp, immediate.
2017-05-28