Pebbles of the past
Slingshotted back into being
The now of it all
that I wanted to leave behind
Progressively returning
Yearning to be relived and dissected
From it's cold and lonely grave
I'm glad it wasn't as bad as I remembered it
I'm glad it doesn't hurt as much
But I resent that it hurt so bad I had to stop feeling at all
The dull undertones to real emotion that I now live with
Make me feel less whole
1 comment:
Ashley! I found your blog! And I love it! You've made me laugh, & nearly made me cry, in just the few posts that I had time to read right now. Thanks for sharing your testimony, your fun, & your poems. I really like this one, I think I can relate. :)
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