The mystery of my memory
Is the mystery to my soul
To where it had gone
I do not know
It would be a bliss
As for one, a simple kiss
To know where my memories go
As a story once told
Was slowly forgotten
For today was mistaken
For something so rotten
While I was trying to forget my past
My present just slipped by so fast
Now I'm sitting here
With pieces of my past
For I have shed so many tears
I'm beginning to wonder if it was worthy at all
For my fear had taken over
So I thought I heard something call
For I thought it was my memories
I was so wrong
I didn't need them at all
The mystery to my memories
Is the mystery to my soul
Something I wanted
Wasn't it at all
A piece of sanity, was it
To know that I'm not crazy
For someone to just sit
And not be so lazy
To tell me I'm great and a amazing
That I'm not a freaking monster
Out to get everyone
For everyone I loved
Tells me what I don't want to hear
That I've hurt them
And that I must disappear
where my memories have gone
Will never be known
For I know it was simply me
But that I simply just know I don't want to know
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My Poems
PoesiaI usually write poems when I'm sad or upset. That's when I write my poems the best. So there wont be that many happy poems. I hope you like the ones I have. Thank you for even reading this.
