When memories come flooding back, I don't know what to feel.
I remember those emotions, and everything feels real.
Some of them are beautiful, and make me smile back.
Then others hit my heart just like a goddamn heart attack.
Next the tears come rolling down my pale freckled face,
And thoughts circle in my head, like "you're such a waste of space."
All I want to do is scream my lungs all out loud and clear,
Just to see if anybody would care enough to hear.
But until I can, I'll sit here lost in pain and misery,
And let these memories tumble back like a wild roaring sea.
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Poetry Book 1
PoetryRandom Poetry! This is just a cute selection of them. 😊 They're not necessarily in any particular order, they're just in the order of randomness! So *warning*: the emotions WILL fluctuate a lot!! And also *warning* possible profanity. STARTED: Marc...
