Submissions by Valerie734

Sometimes the past comes crawling back up; calling back up
Whispering words of yesterday, a familiar touch
Secrets in the silence, words unspoken
Promises of tomorrow, already broken

The words are like smoke,
they choke me; blind me
I'm helpless under their pressure
Frozen in their meaning
Who belongs to these eyes?
The ones so filled with hatred
Whose voice is echoing?
The one so lacking in compassion
Whose words are these?
They choke me; blind me