Haunted & Ended


In times of light our darkest shadows go unseen
Waiting for the rain to fall again
They wrap around you cold
Yet burning the skin with every touch
Every shadow holds a memory
Each rips the skin playing back in your mind
a numb feeling fills you
till the next rips even deeper
thought you had faced them all
now the blade runs over pale skin
blood runs like a red river
your past has haunted you
a last it has Ended you.
Noel.

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