Woven Strings

fragment

I had a dream last night,
It was about our fight.

You yelled out loud,
Attracting a crowd.

I broke down, crying,
Because you were yet again, lying.

My shrieks filled my ears,
You seemed hazy through my tears.

People looked on,
The night turned to dawn.

I woke up again, wondering,
The clouds, the rain, the thundering;

Was it all a lie,
Were we meant to say goodbye?

There was no answer left,
You had already carried out the theft.

You took away my everything,
You haunt my days, my nights, and even my dreams.

Those precious memories were demented,
You only left me fragmented.

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(10th March 2019)
© AmyParkins