Painful Past Poem by Quame Boatmann

Painful Past



A glance of my yesterday,
Aches my soul
A reflection of my past,
Bows my head in shame
Though far gone,
Its flashes linger
Haunting me as a ghost,
Chasing me like an outlaw
Never leaving me in peace,
Always stopping to stop
Oh when will it leave for good?

Thursday, September 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
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