ever since the thought of things go away too fast
got in my mind
i desperately try to remember every moment, every detail, every noise
it gets me drunk and drained
but i love listening to stories i didn't understand clearly
i love seeing flaws of people that didn't made them less pretty
i love spacing out while being surrounded
even as though it feels too much
it feels less,
maybe because they aren't really there
or maybe i wasn't really there
it's something like being present and lost at the same time
you can't choose both
either you remember it forever, or it becomes a locked memory,
blurry and buried for a reason;
standing as a protection
and nostalgia and deja vu takes over as hints, as traces
that's what scares me the most
it's being asked "what are your highschool core memories?"
then the only thing i can recall is
feeling all at once and nothing at all
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A/N:
being overwhelmed isn't the word i was looking for
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Dazed Off
PoetrySee what the young poet wrote in her old journals at only the age of twelve, and how her mental state progressively gets worse at age fifteen:) Collection of poems mostly about God, family, love, and hate to oneself. • most impressive ranking: #6 in...
