Saturday, November 10, 2018

'Surviving Jordan'

I’d kept his dirty little secret far too long, 

festering like a wound that would not heal. 

His darkness stained my future and shattered my dreams. 

But, now I was free to know the truth, would it set me free 

or destroy me.

Forgive me for what I’m about to do.

The mountains stood tall in all their splendor. 

The sun was sinking—blood-red, orange, and yellow 

streaks of color staining the sky dramatically. 

“I see the appeal. It’s quite the show out here.”

“You been here before.”

“Not like this.”

Never like this.