Aug 2015
I heard a voice call my name
Familiar
Maybe....
But I had reached the point of no return
Too little
Too late....
I continued my descent
Free
At last....
No looking back.
And yet....
The memory of his eyes
Haunted me.
Familiar
Maybe....
But I had reached the point of no return
Too little
Too late....
I continued my descent
Free
At last....
No looking back.
And yet....
The memory of his eyes
Haunted me.
The first poem in my "What Dreams May Come" poem challenge. Please visit my profile for the details if you interested in joining me!
