Memories--
like petals fall
floating further away
slowly out of reach
the good ones always fade.
but the bad?
those will always stay
even if you want to forget,
you can't force a petal to fall
with a simple wish or threat.
YOU ARE READING
A Heart with Empty Pages
PoetryThe poems I write to help me deal with life =] ****Trigger warning: Some of this poetry addresses themes surrounding depression, self-harm, suicide, eating disorders, and sexual assault.
