Late last night I found a significant piece of evidence of you - <br />evidence of your past existance <br />i found it odd how little i cared, but how much i still remembered. <br />i have no pictures of you, only those in my head <br />i often dream about you, but when i wake up i no longer remember what you look like <br />silly and repetitive i catch my image in the mirror <br />you name still etched in my naked skin like a branding - of a caged animal <br />an animal DYING to be free <br />but thats just the case, no matter how free an animal may appear, one who's been branded really only means they are owned by someone or something. <br />i'm branded - for life <br />but i never was and never will be yours................. ever again<br /><br />Carolyn Vuletic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lack-of-evidence/
