[Haunted, I still wonder]

The memories can so easily
Be painted out in my head.
You are written all over the walls of my mind.
It’s haunting.
They haunt me in my sleep,
They haunt me in my wake.
I am haunted by you and
By the questions that I cannot
Have answers to.
So lost, I stand…
Swaying from right to left.
Bobbing up and down.
The questions, oh the questions.
Haunted by a question mark heart.
I wonder if your bullet
Still has my name on it.
I wonder if I’m still the prettiest
Gem in the bunch.
I wonder if the walls of your mind
Are stained with my name.
I draw the stories,
I write the pictures.
I scream for silence,
Plagued by the memories.
I am haunted.
Haunted.
Haunted.
Haunted, but I still wonder.

.Alyss.
3.30.08