March 27, 2016
Thirteen when she first visited me...
What a foe she was for giving me pain...
I wished so much she'd just leave me be...
Days or maybe a week she leaves not in vain...
Month after month...
How she visits me so...
Her trail's a mysterious path...
Oh if only, far away she'd go...
And so it arrives...
I prayed for her to visit...
A dreading feeling, barely could I survive...
Her inflicted pain upon me, oh how I miss it...
Awhile before, not a long time ago...
I wished her gone and banished...
Now I, anxious of her pace so slow...
I dread the time for when she is finished...
