I believe things good and bad that happen within our childhood can affect how we are as adults and how we inter react with others.
ECHOES
The echoes from past times
Of mental and physical crimes,
Haunt the chains I have made
Since my childhood was betrayed,
Echoes interrupt my being,
Constantly in my head,
Like a film i'm seeing,
Played and replayed,
Always bubbling away
Waiting to invade.
Echoes beat in my heart,
Drowning the love you give me,
Unless I rewrite my history,
The echoes of the past
Will destroy us
Shatter us like glass !
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| Picture by Zane Lewis |
