Entangled we were;

two simple threads in a faux fur. 

If all we could see was gray

then why didn’t we find another way?
At best, what once was bliss

quickly became a game of hit and miss. 

Troubled nights

lead into days of fright. 
Shadows with our darkest desires

plagued us with a need of umpires. 

Unable to quench our thirst,

it was better to leave than to stay and burst. 
Our love was a poison,

a manipulative emotion. 

What’s done is in the past-

and we’re now free at last. 

© December 2015 by Amber L Hoppa

Published by alhoppa

Simply put, I'm a thirty something single mom of three young boys with a passion for reading and writing. Writing, and reading for that matter, has been a passion since elementary school when a friend and I had our short collection of poetry published through the school where it was on display in the library for an entire year. While I still enjoy poetry, my love has grown into short stories and full length novels. Tag along for the journey, it'll be documented here every step of the way.

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