Annie's Poetry

Now I remember
this unbearable pain
once tattooed upon my skin
in invisible ink
a deep ache
rising from within
stirring memories of you
both love and loss
the longest longing
of the human soul
a labyrinth
of endless corridors
filled with silhouettes
drifting like smoke
that is when it begins
the unravelling
the return
the impossible illusions
the backward pull
of memory’s tides
this is what I run from
in my restless dreams
© Ann Bagnall