It was just another day: a day lost in mysteries,

unanswered questions, some fear and mist.

It was just another day but those words burnt

me to ashes, I felt life twisting my bruised wrist.

I felt the heat searing my hands and shy eyes.

There was no shelter and there was no shield.

Shadows opened the dark, swallowed songs.

What was half hidden was suddenly revealed.

I was split up between the present and the past.

Old deep memories of what can't be ever found

engulfed me again, drowning me in a time of bliss.

And what remained of me, I buried in your ground.

Karla Bardanza

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