Emotional Scars

Stomping Through my Mind

You are always stomping through my mind
Like a petulant child refusing to be ignored
I banish you to rooms I do not visit,
You refuse to stay there alone
Frustrating me

Have you thought that if you walked softly
Through my thoughts it would be easier
Perhaps I would allow you to visit occasionally
I may even smile at memories of the good times
Pleasing me

Memories of the good times are becoming faint
The unpleasant memories seem to dominate
Heavy footsteps echoing, marching, bringing to light
Little things I had overlooked, I should have noticed
Confusing me

(c)victoria ramsey@2016

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