THE PAST:
I look at the past oh was I wreck I cant believe who I used to be?
What has happened to those days? Do I wish for them back? something inside of me wants it all back.
I cant believe. Hide it all. Cover the pain. I want it all back.
But now when I breath it hurts.
I want it all back. Cause I dont want to be like this no more.
Something inside of me. Tells me it was the best.
I had a home. A place to run to. But now when I run, I got no place to hide. But not no more, I'm hiding from myself. I have no place to run to.
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TRUST ME
PoetryA collection of short/long poems I have written through out the years. Some sad/depressing and some happy.