I laid down my head
On a pillow stuffed with shards
Of memories lost.
I emptied them out.
On the bed, scene of the crimes
Committed with me.
I was unaware
That he was a criminal.
I believed the lies.
Until I didn’t.
Clear as day, every word
Illuminated
I burned the bedclothes
In a purifying fire.
Got a fresh pillow.
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Love it, I love the burning part. The sterilisation of flames. Good post!
Thanks. Now you can see why I liked your post so much!!! So in the same place!!
Out of the embers…..Everyday day is yours to win.
This might seem trivial but shame to spoil such a piece.. you were one over here.
I didn’t know he was (6) I was unaware??
I guess it is! I was only counting didn’t as one. I like your idea. Thanks!!
I had to change the line after too but I think it works. 😊