in the graveyard of abandoned memories there is a single light.
(because this is a place where memories are shoveledburied forced still clawing, fighting, down through the murk, until darkness is but nothingeverything all they know)
not a bright light, a void where all is but shadows and whispers, it shines for eons to the many who stumble, who crawl, who slither to its beckoning flicker.
(here, they whisper, here is our redemption, and those who reach to steal it scream because they are dark, twisted, unworthy and those who look upon shudder in awe)
there is a single light in the graveyard of abandoned memories, who's glow is beautiful and terrible as sunrise over a shattered battlefield.
(it waits, it wonders, it screeches until it finds the memory, who's beautifully broken breath whispers a tale of a woman, of a man and of mistakes that haunt them)
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PoesieHIGHEST in poetry #155 (n)- a nostalgic longing to be near again to someone or something that is distant, something that has been loved and then lost. (there was a boy once) ((i knew him)) COPYRIGHT ALL RIGHTS RESERVED AS PART OF THE WATT...
