PAINFUL MEMORIES
Pain surrounds me in a thin cloud as I walk through the streets.
I would like to say that every breath hurt that every step ached, but honestly it's every thought that hurt and every memory that ached.
Tears sting my eyes and I struggle to push them back.
I wasn't going to cry I was used to loneliness and it's my own fault for getting attached.
I shouldn't have done that.... I should've kept my distance like I always do, but I kept telling myself it would be different.
It wasn't and now tears stream down my face as painful memories swim through my mind.
