You invade my dreams.

Like a thief in the night.

Calling into question so many things.


My integrity.

My virtue.

Who I am.

And who I love.


But you’re not real.

You’re a polaroid  from a camera now broken.

Which I damaged beyond repair


Then set fire to the bitch.



Cara Kimball

(edited, originally posted 24/01/16 on If Pandas Could Speak)

Permissions given by ©Cara Kimball

Photo courtesy of Google Images

Hi! My name is Cara and I am just your average girl. You know…panda and hug obsessed. I love to write to express deep emotions, so most of my poetry relates to my real life in some way. I am a mother of one and am currently perusing a Doctorate of Veterinary Medicine. Its going to be a long journey, but I’ve never been one to shy from a little adventure. I am very happy to be apart of the PresserPoets community and I hope you enjoy my writings. You can see more of my poetry at my blog If Pandas Could Speak.


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