Carefully, I look closer at them,
Wishing how the past could change for now.
The five of us so very close,
Only one is still vividly constant.

Trawling through my buried memories,
Trying to recall the vaguest details.
Were they true? Is it a virtual version?
Something hurts inside, something’s torn in me.

Jealousy rips through. It’s their bond now,
Not mine, I am just alone with myself.
Jabbering in private, a valley between,
At a junction in life. Am I their void?

Never needing me, never caring,
From closest ally to arch nemesis,
With her, she takes them. No glance back.
“Replacement needed: Vacancy Open.”

© PersephoneM 2008

  1. Enjoyed this–thank you!

  1. No trackbacks yet.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: