Tear Free



The ghost of my past won’t let me be.

It clutches and makes me stare

at all the scary memories.

Close your eyes, you say

as you pull me into your embrace.

I feel the stubble on your chin against my cheek,

and I realize the things about you

that make me weak-kneed,

are what strengthen me to believe,

from the dark, I can one day tear free.


 (Photo by Sarah Buxton of freeimages.com)