I don't recall
deep in
my mind
there's a memory
a child
reaches out
for love
for warmth
begging me
let me live
I know I hushed that child
in that cold-blood
moment
I lost my way
traveled down
a trail of fire
straight
to the pit of hell
years of torment
led me
to another
drastic deed
I had to do it
pull the plug
I killed his wife
that day
no one cared
or missed her
she didn't beg me
spare my life
didn't ask
for more time
just smiled
and closed her eyes
no longer bound
in hell's domain
she walks
through fields of roses
protected from the thorns
with her is the child
hand in hand
together
healed
we're one
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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