Is letting go of pain
The way to cure your mind?
Because what really happens,
When you leave the past behind?
You can create a "new you"
And tell yourself to forget
But unless you get amnesia
The past can still make you fret.
For the past is like a flood
That creeps into closed doors
And even if you seal them tight
Of ways in, it finds ways more
Every single thing you do
And every reason why
Is remembered and recorded
By the demons in your mind
Who insist on your insanity
And crave your helpless screams
We shout silently within our minds
while we struggle with our dreams
YOU ARE READING
In My Head
PoetryA collection of my poetry. there is no rhyme or reason between them, they are simply there because i wrote them and needed a place for them to go. i know, my grammar sucks. also, there will be updates whenever i write more poetry.
