Part 4 in the unnamed girl series.
Here’s Part 1, 2 and 3
The thought of him no longer scares me,
His voice no longer gives me a glacial shiver.
Don’t get me wrong; I would never forget him …God, no.
It just so happens that the more I steer my vessel forward
I instinctively check the rear-view mirror;
And every time I see him, he keeps getting smaller,
– O.D. ©2020
Art by: AngelGanev
The magnet for unsolicited disdain
By no small fraction, the very process ingrained
Through and through, my memories, I read,
Skimming the ink blots, bookmarking my favourite bits
My first love,
The heartbreak, a platform I used
To make excuses for the darkness
Realizing my mistake, Harnessing the light,
Finding peace, a crime to aforementioned paramours
Their hearts rife with jealousy, anger and pain
I allow my words to pass the threshold
Of the spirit realm
Acting as a chaser to their concentrated negativity;
Find me in the Himalayas drawing a fine line
Between dark and light
For My Self.
– Original-Dante ©2017
Photograph by: bebefromtheblock