Thief. You took what was not yours to take. Stolen. While I drown in the wake. Taken. From me those images I can't escape. Lost. Can't get them back it's too late. Forever. They should have been mine. Gone. Into the misty shadow of time. Shattered. My heart forever broken. Left. Without even a glimpse or token. Tears. I shed upon remembering. Hands. Shaking and trembling. Story. Ends and pages are torn . Life. Each precious one was born. Can't. Even look back at times like those. Pain. Aches from my head to my toes. Never. Should have been can't wish it away. Please. Don't make me long for another day. If. We never met and never did. They. Would be missed, who am I to kid. So. Thank you for the memories I cannot keep. Because. Looking back cuts too damn deep.
Welcome to A Heart Inspired. Join me as I share and visit some places in my heart ~ with honesty, fairness and poeticism ~ My family's album, in words. Sometimes sweet ~ sometimes not. But always, always honest.