Reminiscing yet again ,
Of the memories i once gained,
From the days filled with pain.
A month with memories so unfamiliar,
As they fade ,
Without a filter,
A sensation so familiar by the blade ,
It killed her .
Reminiscing of the whos and wheres ,
Wishing it was never there,
Plucking one's hair ,
Leaning towards the tear ,
Of ones mislead care .
Places you pass by with the memories,
With who was there ,
It can be hard to bare,
But once you're there ,
Makes it easier not to care.
12th March 23
