A theif in the night
I lay awake as your hands haunt me,
In my mind everytime I close my eyes;
Every happy thought is tainted,
By the way I cannot move on,
From the departure of myself,
As you took me from me;
Now every time I close my eyes I'm haunted,
Ghosts intrude upon the life you took from me.
Copyright © Eva-Mae Hopkins | Year Posted 2024
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