BY CORRIEL WILLIAMS
I found you yesterday
As frail and fragile as ever
Creeping your way back into my life
When I swore I buried you forever
Placing yourself in my cracks of assumed happiness
Coming to my attention when I swore I was done with this
I can’t even think as to why you would appear
When it’s become so clear that you are not wanted here
Since you’ve arrived I’ve been nothing but confused
All those skeletons falling out my closet I blame them on you
And just when I thought I’d begun to move on you appear
And hell is opened up with the key of a song with you on the lyre
But now
I’m tired of begging for happiness but screaming for pain
So effortlessly escaping my past will with shame
Same old memory stuffed into dusty boxes
And the little piece of my heart found in an old stainless steel locket
Tell me why
Why do I ever want to speak the beauty of the truth,
With my past and my pain, would you?
PHOTO BY KRISTEN MOSS
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