II-III In a Basement With Bertha Mason
Villain Gray is love, a memory steeped in pain,
a ghost from my past, again and again.
On that fateful day, I was deeply hurt,
troubled by issues, feelings overt.
Yet somehow it happens, things go astray,
they vanish like shadows, without delay.
Now, writing of love, a tender theme,
I find myself lost, in a recurring dream.
In moments of joy, still, a shadow takes hold,
a course through my soul, both brash and bold.
Safety eludes me, though I strive to find peace,
in the house of my mind, where struggles cease.
God grants me courage, through the dark to pave,
a path of bravery, my heart to save.
a ghost from my past, again and again.
On that fateful day, I was deeply hurt,
troubled by issues, feelings overt.
Yet somehow it happens, things go astray,
they vanish like shadows, without delay.
Now, writing of love, a tender theme,
I find myself lost, in a recurring dream.
In moments of joy, still, a shadow takes hold,
a course through my soul, both brash and bold.
Safety eludes me, though I strive to find peace,
in the house of my mind, where struggles cease.
God grants me courage, through the dark to pave,
a path of bravery, my heart to save.
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