Buried Echoes

It was the incessant clamoring of
Buried echoes, ghosts of a torn past,
Moving through the weary mind,
Wisps of taunting memories
Unrelenting in their attacks.
She tried, how she tried to break through
The constant reminders of
What was lost in the caverns
Of the cold dark night,
But still they came seeping
Through the wall she so
Carefully protected.
Blackening out any warm light.

~CWylde © 2016

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