The echoes still remain
Of the words that caused me so much pain
No I am not insane
Yes I called you one too many times
You disappeared on me
I thought this was hide and seek
It was only supposed to be hiding
I broke the rules by seeking
A prey too easily caught
And a man who hates his prize
He swears he was hunted
While I am just haunted
By the arguments that linger on
Like smoke in the walls of an old house
Or a building on the edge of foreclosure
Its just like a demolition that had been stopped
Halfway through the process
About the Creator
Lisa Pulliam
I love making fun of my emotions, feelings, and thoughts in short form writing such as songs and illustrations. I would like to write longer and more explorative pieces for others to read.


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