Figment

Figment

Somewhere deep inside banks of memory

you reside, rogue figure in my mind

but I no longer crave your touch

the mere thought of you angers

mourning my distant self

you no longer hold

or possess me

I am free

of your

chains

night

falls hard

lost, afraid

I come undone

drops of blood mingle

with my relentless tears

envious of the full moon

I sing lullabies to crickets

as I try to purge you from my soul

mere figment of my imagination.

Colleen Keller Breuning

October 25, 2014

This was written for Hebrides Moon's Challenge #6.  I used all of Donna’s words in this etheree:

afraid, blood, crave, envious, memory, mere, mourn, possess, rogue, undone