Tragedy - Poem by Elsa Bear
tragedy follows her
like an old friend.
it whispers her sins in her ear
reminding her of how good things used to be
and how she ruined them.
lingering like a shadow
it helps her leave a trail
of heartbreak and pain in her wake.
it spreads fear and doubt
through her frail old soul,
her thoughts plagued with bad memories,
as she sits all alone
her mind unravels and drifts like silk
to the floor.
she collects the discarded pieces of her heart
as they turn to ash
and fall through her fingers.
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