Musings - Things Now Haunt My Soul Poem by Paul Warren

Musings - Things Now Haunt My Soul



What bright points will be
When I close my eyes and see
How do I not get up and flee
These things that come and scratch at me

Those things I want to bury away
Without me wanting them to stay
Be there now although suppressed and whole
Why do these things now haunt my soul.

© Paul Warren

Wednesday, September 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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