Crosses

it crosses my mind sometimes ,

it affects me.

slowly. . .

it sometimes eats away at my mind,

as it crosses it,

sounds they float,

as they pass by,

I try to swallow it.

your voice,

repeats,

I hear your feet,

breathe in breathe deep,

where are you?

a shadow stole your figure,

and the worry in my head grew BIGGER.

3 thoughts on “Crosses

  1. What a nice read! This part stood out to me the most …

    “where are you?
    a shadow stole your figure,”

    I will be back to read more. 🙂

    – Renee Verona
    rarityofparadise.com

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