past
You would not know me now
My spirit changed somehow
Something missing deep inside
Where now only bitterness resides
   Stoked by prods of longing
     Refueled each lonely night

For so long now I have hated you
Highly underrated you
Sworn my vengeance on your soul
Done my best to keep control
  Urged onward by the pain you caused
    And the innocence you stole

But nightmares sudden change to dreams
And anger slowly loses means
Thoughts begin to crowd my mind
Memories once lost I find
  Secrets once I strove to hide
    A past I thought by now had died

Heather Dawn Morrison
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