The Thief!

The Thief!

You touched my body
Stole my memory
It felt wrong
It felt hurtful
The pain that is left
in body and mind

You stole my thoughts
Could never know
When you came again
to steal
of my time
and my thoughts

You stole the safety
Every night when
I am to sleep
I can never know
if you are coming again
Do I get to sleep in peace?

You stole my life
Every day am I
thinking of what you did
Never forget
always something there
that reminds of
what you stole away from me.

Janne Helen Tømmervåg
01.03.2010

About Jane Helen

39 year old. I'm single and looking for an american gentleman. Have a 14 yr old son that live in England with his father and family there. Got MS and PTSD.
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