Memory
And a memory,
Like a callous wind, brushes lightly across my evening skin.
Chilling me in a moment,
I am caught mid step;
left frozen,
to a time before regret.
When I laughed freely
and with my eyes.
Unknowing of what turns life fate had yet breathed into my lungs.
I am silenced.
Unaccepted in this escape;
I am not free to turn and regain my pace,
and walk on.
(2013)
