Amnesiac Rising – A Poem by Brandon White

Friends, I am grateful that inspiration continues to find me. Another free verse piece arrived, and I feel my recent writer’s block losing its grip. I hope you enjoy it!

Amnesiac Rising:

Wake disoriented
to the chaotic room,

the clothes
on the floor,

and the sun through
the blinds

to who do
these belong?

The edge of
the bed

now the edge
of the world

Rub the half-

dreams from
aching eyes

Faces familiar,
nameless ghosts,

Show me a heart
that isn't haunted

What's worthy
is sure to return

The amnesiac

-Brandon White

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  1. Show me a heart that isn’t haunted ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ I think only those who have experienced life altering events, can truly understand this๐Ÿ–ค

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