Someone I Used To Be


Someone I Used To Be

I have travelled for so long

So many revolutions

Around the sun

Seasoned I may be

But weary, I have become

The nights

Are the hardest to bear

The silence is heavy

And it weighs on me

The hours

The hours they pass so slowly

Like an endless winter

Where darkness, my companion

Brings only misery

My heart, empty for so long

Has fallen to echoes

I am but a reflection

Of someone I used to be

I hear the shadows calling

And I know the night is falling

On me

© Ann Bagnall  2021

 

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