I am a lost soul glued to an immobile shadow

Eye always closed

If I open them, its a horror I only know.

The sweet smell of roses

splashed with blood.

It’s enough to loose my fading wit.

I will never move on

It stays with me like

skin to bone.

Published by Poetica Review Dec 2019

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