Poetry/Short Stories

Haunted

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All of it is haunted!

The “air”, space and “beings”

.

Brutally

They haunt my mind

All over again!

I can still smell it;

The sadness, tears and “blood sweat”

.

The unbearable pain

Of a childhood crashed,

The weakness within my bones,

The agony of feeling helpless and hopeless

Is all crystal clear like it was yesterday

.

I stand straight

Head up!

Trembling still

Like I did then

Wondering if i can make it

Thinking I can face it;

That space

Those faces

Those voices

That haunted me for seasons;

I can

I can’t

I can……

?

~Susan McMillan

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