it comes flashing,
sometimes before a car hits you in a dream
with a song,
or even a scent
i can feel you here,
your presents
love never dies,
it still lingers down my spin
you are my weakness,
someone i can't live without
nothing will ever tear us apart,
but
the rope just snapped
i'm falling
and
i haven't hit the ground yet
memories of you,
come flooding when i'm at my worst
drowning,
and it's hard to breathe
do you think about me,
when i think about you?
i don't wanna get rid of what's left of you
it cuts this deep,
the scars will he deep and darken by the time this all
passes
memories of you,
that's all i have left
YOU ARE READING
secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
Poetryi have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my story
