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Wispy apparitions of forgotten giggles echo down corridors, singing of yesterday’s dreams and tomorrow’s hopes. Solid regret sets in – a brick in an ice cold chest, beats rapidly, barely living. Ghosts of yesterday beckon, pleading to live again, to forget the fear, quickly taking hold. Infections plague, expecting the worst. Hours ticking by like centuries, until someone knows a fate. Companions forget to care, selfish desires overtake. Anything that could’ve been support, dies in apathy’s wake. |
Well done with descriptive wrod choices. I can relate to this piece. Mostly to the last stanza Companions forget to care, selfish desires overtake. Anything that could’ve been support, dies in apathy’s wake. I divorced as a result and live more passionately as a result. Why do the aparhetic ones seem so cold? Write on and live well! | Posted on 2009-05-26 00:00:00 | by Kuuipo | [ Reply to This ] | |