Why do these memorys flood into me?
reminding me, haunting me
leave me be, I had forgotten
I had left it hidden in a black memory
we went our seperate paths
slowy dissapearing from site
its all fine by me, I dont need you
the feelings you left me with
the feeling of loveing someone, but them not caring
leaving you, avoiding you, then telling them that they are a fool
I worked my feelings out, I didnt care, I slowly forgot
then I hear your name, and the memorys are flooding into me
I DONT CARE, LEAVE ME BE
why am I here thinking,
worrying, wishing that you have the best in life
maybe even a wife, looking at your family happyly
I HATE YOU, BUT I dont
I'll never forget that feeling when you hurt me
wandering into darkness hopeing to be shallow up
I though I had forgotten, your reactions, your discription
how you had once protected me and listen to me
fade back into my memory, be left forgotten
I know you have forgotten me , so why is there left a bitter memory
a glash across my heart, why did God bless you with another
leaving me a torture soul, all alone, I had forgotten
so why had it been dragged up, why is this memory shiny through
when I had buried it benith, why has the dried tears begun to flow?
leave me be, go back into the darkness of memories
I wish well you , I truely do, from the bottom of my broken heart
I had forgotten, thats where the memories should be forgotten
I had forgotten the pain, I had forgotten you,
If I see you again I will treat you, a friend, as though I had no pain
BECAUSE all of this was forgotten, thats where it needs to be
and thats where it needs to stay,













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sarah beth
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sarah beth
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.-Sarah-.
its been a resent thing every now in then to write poems, mostly when I get really upset the words just work flow and I'm like I HAVE TO GO WITH THIS, then I feel better after I write it, if only I would have figured out poems a long time ago, so what bugged me the most was I couldnt figure out why I was upset last night, because thoughts of him hadnt bother me in years, it was just werid and the poem helps
thanks again for the complement
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*~What you want may make you cry while what you need might pass you by~*
its true when you really care you cant help but to wonder every now and then what their up too,
thank you for makeing this your favorite
ur welcome
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*~What you want may make you cry while what you need might pass you by~*
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*~What you want may make you cry while what you need passes you by~*
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