Sorry, I missed me
I drifted off into a reality where
soft sounds sadly rotted
into hard cacophony,
where people lived
loveless lives
and the arguments
that at one time
had seemed so far off
turned up on the doorstep,
wiped their dirty feet
on the old, worn out mat,
and entered in
to destroy the peace,
turned it into a relentless torture,
returned it to its distorted state.
Fortunately, there was no one in,
I missed me again.
Jon Stainsby
Thu 28th Nov 2019 06:52
Thank you, Vautaw.