Haunted Melody

The percussive sounds steamed though the speakers
The haunting melody taking me back
Back to a time that was not easily remembered
Characterized by pain and sorrow
It had taken a long time to forget
But now the memories streamed forth with such fervor
A remembrance of which could be my downfall
I struggle against them
Determined not to let myself be taken back
To the void

 

©Kristen Ricketts

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Struggle

A state of endless darkness
Every day a constant struggle against the inky black
Light always just out of reach
Teetering on the edge
So close that you can feel yourself falling
The unknown calls relentlessly
Giving in to an end
To free yourself from all the pain and self doubt

 

©Kristen Ricketts

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Night Awakens

Every night I dream of us dancing under the moon, the stars twinkling against the sable sky. A cool breeze lingers on our skin, giving relief from the hot summer air. Our song, the rhythmic cadences of the crickets. As we sway, the night comes alive and I feel whole again as beauty fills our meeting place. For just a few hours before daybreak we can be together again.

© Kristen Ricketts
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