my memory is
a remarkable place
its where things
that i want to
forget stay, stubborn
and things that
i want to remember
just fly away
now i began to wonder
if the stuff i want to forget
make me, me
they're the core memories
of my personality
after all the horror of some of my life
have made me strong
to forget all that-
would i be weak?
am i correct?
would i be better off this way?
ruined inside, scarce of dreams
to be innocent again,
it would make me weak
i wonder what is it feels like to have my conscience clean
i blame myself for everything
so in essence
i'd want toforget
start over from this mess-
the old me gone
the new me free from duress.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Wishing On The Stars
Thơ CaJust some poetry from a lost soul. Welcome to my world Love and despair Hope that's lost As you travel through my book You'll get a glimpse inside my heart- Hey. These are a collection of poems I uploaded in 2019, when I was 14 going through a...
