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I Thought I’d Moved Past This

My Own Undoing

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Top Story - August 2024

When the lonely lingers

And my doubts arise

The fear remembers

Every scar that I hide

Highlighting emotions

I’ve kept shoved way down deep

Tearing me open

Stealing my peace

Leaving me frozen

Unable to sleep

Afraid and alone

As the emptiness creeps

Guarded again, hiding in plain sight

Insecurities seep

As I wait for daylight

To come and save me

And revive my life

I thought I’d moved past this

Let it go let it die

But this ghost comes to revisit

Till my peace is all gone

And I’m back in this prison

With these bars that I don

Chains depleting my vision

Wrapped up with unending guilt

In a constant collision

With the truth and the lies

That compounds my division

Resurrected at night

When the sleeplessness comes

All alone as I cry

For relief that leaves me undone

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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

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    Written by Kelli Sheckler-Amsden