Dovina27 Jul 2006
It Wonât Stay Buried
Etched in my flesh,
burned in my brain,
tainted memory,
the image of you.
Haunting thoughts,
one after another,
you and you.
When blurred vision comes clear,
I shudder at the apparition,
staring back,
into me,
into my soul.
it won't let go.
Never,
Ever.