there’s a silhouette
of an error
that haunts me
while I’m meant to sleep.
he leers through
the doorway
and wordlessly
speaks.
it doesn’t matter
what i do
or what i say
what was done
is done.
he looks on
quietly
and often nods,
crossing his legs
and sitting where
light can’t
reach.
he watches
as my body sinks
and evaporates,
dismayed.
– Sheila C.
sheila sea 
great post
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Thank you. 🙂
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Beautiful.
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Thank you, Amber. 🙂
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No prob🤗😉
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The haunting of a relationship — an error — around the edges of your life. Very evocotive and visual, as usual. I struggled with the original ending, but see you did too. A nice change that is clearer. Anyone — and that’s pretty much everyone — who has been through a break-up, whether or not a mistake (and which is it — the relationship or the break-up?), has gone through this. You are honing your skills. Nicely done. — S
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Haha Skip, thank you! Yeah I’m still struggling with it. I’ll probably change 4 or 5 more times until I’m happy. I know what I’m trying to say but I haven’t been to say it in the rhythm I’d like.
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This is very good. So vivid at its translation of this feeling.
Put emotions and sentiments at words is so hard, but this poem success at doing it.
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