The night is cold and dark.
I feel things deeply, vividly.
I remember moments from a long time ago.
I reminisce from the memories I buried in my heart.Nostalgia awakens me.
Memories from my younger years.
Memories when life was still so adamantly colorful.
Memories when I used to be so so happy.What happened?
Where did it all go wrong?
Why am I like this?
How will I survive from this?It aches my heart to forget the past,
to forget people,
to forget things,
to forget places.I can not exist without those moments.
The good and the bad.
I will hold on to it,
No matter what life brings me.I will stop searching for answers.
I will stop looking for love.
I will stop crying because of sadness.
I will stop, stop, stop.But why can't I, stop?
Is it my fault to hold on to things so dearly?
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Untold: Words Left Unsaid
PoetryA journey through life, healing, grief, heart aches and loss. This is a book that allows you to look back at life and realize that there's so much more than what meets the eye. Here lies the words you never had the chance to speak. This is Untold.