Survivor’s Lament (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #12)   Leave a comment

In the mirror, all I see
A ghastly shade stares back at me
Haunted eyes, of hate and scorn
In their depths a love forlorn

Ghosts of memories come again
Where once was joy, now only pain
Years of torture, cries I've wailed
Grim reminders of those I've failed

Demons in bottles and needle points
Try as I may, it all disappoints
Through all my lies, I know you're gone
Unjust as it is, I still live on

– Shaman Romney 2021

Posted 04/12/2021 by Shay in National Poetry Writing Month 2021

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