Saturday, June 6, 2015

Distant Memory

Your words have no effect,

That abusive soul that radiates neglect,

The pretty smile you wear,

To hide from the fear.

Days spent are long forgotten,

Rented space is my head is now rotten.

Move along, move along.

Find someone else to burden with your pity song.

I tried to connect.

Placed a mirror for souls to reflect.

But you hated what you saw,

The emotions and feelings so raw.

Run away, run away.

No need anymore to stay.

<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
© June 2015

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