I am sure that it has been long enough that Lilac wouldn't mind me posting this
I died with them
Current mood: restless
Category: Writing and Poetry
Everyone tells me it's done
Everyone tells me to forget
Everyone tells me to move on
I can't, I won't
I don't want to
I know I should
I wish I had it in me to try
But I can't forget
I wishing for something that will never be
I'm drowning in myself
This has gone beyond the past
This has plagued my future
My present is clear
Only until memories come back
I try to stay, where you all see me
But inside I am stuck
In a time, no longer mine
Someone save me
I've turned into something I can't identify
Turned my life into an illusion
This isn't me
That was me, will always be
Help me find her again
The one I was
The one I can only ever be
Only they can save me
Turn me back to who I was
But it's dead
We're dead
My memories are immortal
They died with my soul
I died with them
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2 comments:
(hugs) Sis...
I gave her NO Permission to post that...oh well...
Tilla is Tilla is Tilla.
Ugh...I think I need some magic binding spells on my poetry. The woman has a gigantic obsession with poems...
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