In fear we cling
Over eyes like yours.
Shivering in cold breeze,
or simply damp squibs.
On rainbow mats.
In depleted tree trunks,
Emptiness full of gaping holes.
Shadows creep like empty hearts,
Often broken darkness.
Thundering silences.
Nightmaring through nights
filled with memories of days
long gone.
Rainy days and puddled paths
Muddied soles scrunched.
Past and present collide
in a mix of memories and mess.
Cringe.
