#PoemOfTheWeek

We all have moments that haunt us, whether it be fears from the past or the uncertainties that come with future but that never stops us. Well, it shouldn’t…here’s

The Ghost Of My Past by Lee W. Barker

Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from a spark.

Blinded, reminded,
of the fear inside.
Turning, yearning,
for a place to hide.

Soaking, choking,
struggling to breathe.
Hiding, abiding,
my ghost won’t leave.

Chasing, racing,
I stagger away.
Breathless, restless
in the mud I lay.

Dreaming, gleaming,
I escape the past.
Winning, new beginning,
I am free at last.

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