Mistaken Reality © (Poem)

Rotten thoughts and withered memories

Distorts blurred reality’s whole

Relived not once, but again over

To become imprinted on the soul


Blurred innocence looks guilty

And guilt must be blamed

The fault, the pain and punishment

Its owner’s is to claim


Shocking is the present, which lives another day

Silent is the past, ghosts don’t come out to play,

While wrinkles on weary faces; to everyone must say

Conscience is a burden and heavy price to pay.


©Do not copy and edit, or reproduce without permission from the author (Abelia May) and full acknowledgement of the author (Abelia May) and website address


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