Aching Soul Poem by Clarisse Austria

Aching Soul



I remember oh so well,
A tale too clear, like a bell.
Replaying scenes of your goodbyes
A never-ending loop of lies

Just like yesterday it seems,
A heartache wrapped in haunting dreams.
Words you spoke before you flew,
A sword you stabbed aches my soul

In the dark abyss,
Yearning for release,
Relapse drags me back,
Where I lost my peace.

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