My old poems are like a diary.
I reread them and they take me back
to a me that I can barely remember.
But it was me.
My old poems are my past.
They are my memories,
my pain,
my love.
My old poems are still a part of me.
Those memories are still a part of me,
even though sometimes
I like to pretend they are not.
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 10:30 PM UTC
My old poems are like a diary.
I reread them and they take me back
to a me that I can barely remember.
But it was me.
My old poems are my past.
They are my memories,
my pain,
my love.
My old poems are still a part of me.
Those memories are still a part of me,
even though sometimes
I like to pretend they are not.
