I could stare into her eyes & see my future die. A girl that I thought would one day be my bride will turn out to be my killer instead. I can't look my ghost in the face. I need to put my head down & run away from this place.
You do need to face your ghosts I'm afraid, you never get any peace otherwise. Nice poem.
You do need to face your ghosts I'm afraid, you never get any peace otherwise. Nice poem.