When I raze each hurt
Brought unsolicited before
Again she rises, to settle the score
I longed for her demise
To beget the repose I sought
While time took its toll
For the sanity I fought
Then came the day, of her passing on
My thoughts to myself,
“Now all pain, be banished, and be gone!”
I cannot recall such a bleak day in May
A dismal rain cascade down
Wretched contents befitting
In that coffin be found
Things buried beneath earth
As expected to stay
But haunting and demons
By such rules don’t obey
As done, time and again
A pleasure of mind quietly slips in
Her malice not lost,
Contentment not to be held
In a fiendish, heinous way
Even now casts her spell