Hand in hand with another,
laughter and smiling faces,
seen across the restaurant,
as the stitch in my heart unlaces.

The full moon had shone overhead
but crimson clouds now blow,
the knife blade cuts deep,
from white to red goes the snow.

Acid rain eats through protective layers,
exposing raw red nerves of the past,
old memories now reopened,
new blood from old wounds sprays fast.

Simmering sadness in the pressure cooker,
now boils over with burning tears,
that had been sealed and covered,
entombed safely for years.

I slip out the side door
hopefully unseen,
my night turned to nightmare,
tonight, memories haunt my dreams.