NIGHTMARE.

It would greet me upon nightfall

imbue my dreams

Bitterness like sage.

Tainted me

my shadow unfamiliar to my back

it happened,

gradually?

Pillow imbued with

Tears

Tears drowned with childlike innocence.

The cacophony that incubated our space

Made time necessary to rid ourselves of yesterday’s grief.

Tomorrow seems more promising

If today wasn’t it’s kin.

Forgetting present is a necessary requirement for the next seconds sociality.

Stains like Bleach,

Love never worked the way I imagined.

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