You tried to shield me from the harms of the world, from the strangers and dangers of this puny little world, so you told me off for making friends with travelling folk, the son of a clown and a horse tamer, and now you wonder why I have turned you my back, why I no longer say anything that matters, why I regard you in a light gone dark, & why your last days on this earth will be a walk of the silent path
About The Author
Hayden Veil
In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.