A song plays
She slips back in time
Remembering those moments
Of love and lust
As tears slide down her cheeks
Aching for his touch
Needing to hear him once more

Reaching over and shutting off the radio
Slamming out the door
Needing to be away from those memories
Away from the room he last stood in
Echoes of his last words
Still reverberate through out the house
Bouncing off her heart

Hands shaking as she digs for her keys
Just gotta get out
Get away, shut it all off
As she reaches across to start the truck
Her sleeve slides up
Scars from the needles showing
A sharp reminder of what went wrong

The tears come harder and faster now
As she lays her head upon the steering wheel
A broken heart, never to heal
Unable to drive, unable to think
She just sits and cries
Wishing she could move on
That she could forget...

Wow. Dramatic!

Intense.

Awww but look up ahead at the road the world is wide open for your to take. Grab it and run with it.

DRIVE the truck.......men are at walmart!!!

you are the coolest..........that was soooooooooooooooooo cool..........please give me a reason to move to NY

very kewl !

Very good poem Gaia....very intense yet story unfolded.
Walmart??? I thought it was Home Depot..

that was real nice

Lovely write.

...soooo been there...