Not us. Not now.

You come up to me from behind and whisper ever so slowly,
Like you do, when you’re uncertain
Or anxious, treading on dangerous territory.
Since when did I become the uncertainty?
Since when did you become a mere shadow?
Promises from yesterday
Hanging like icy sharp knives
Stabbing my cold beaten heart
Till it bleeds dry
Memories etched upon my heart
Laughter from the past fusing with
Monstors in the present.


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