I Might Still Be Found.

It's like a taste I cannot rid of.
Possibly bitter, but just as likely
to be sweet.

I thought
a new beginning was upon me.
I thought
it was a place where finally,
I was free of you.

But I must have been wrong.

Thoughts of you fill me with sadness.
Thoughts of her fill me with anger.
Her name is like a unpleasant howl
in both of my ears.
Ringing and ringing and ringing.

I could say it tastes like vinegar,
yet there's an apple sweetness.

But remember that vinegar is mostly bitter?
It's used to kill flies.
Hm.

It has been too long.
Can I not forget?
Is there a way to never remember?
I am lost with my thoughts of my heart
and the scars of my soul

I am lost.

I am hoping I can shine a light on me,
so that even without you,
I might still be found.