Haunted

Somehow I didn't feel like this weeks prompt "haunted", for writers island. I am a committed person however and did it anyway and got it over and done with quickly. For rushing this I am sorry. When I finished this I thought; "Oh people think there she goes again fixing all problems with a few pen strikes, sorry a few keyboard touches. Than I thought for this I am not sorry. I am a mum in heart and soul, just wanting to put a plaster on the pain of the world, to than put a kiss on it to make it all go away.

Haunted

She came out of the dark

sinister place of solitude

where silence screams into

a barrel of pain of a woman

 

 

haunted by the past.

The dusky morning

filters her scanning

zooming in on images

to snap fainted memories

of him and her

She sifts

the memories as

glass splinters through her mind

Scratching her soul which

is already bleeding from the

loss of intense love.

 

Until she receives a gift

from an old friend

giving her a new look on life

through his spiritual glasses

creating a smile and softness

on a woman's face,

 

 

being touched by the present

...........................and him!