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I didnt know what to do I felt like a part of me was so lost in the past that letting go of myself as a whole made sense slowly bit by bit I began to strip apart who I was and what I was doing until it all fell far behind me and so far down the line I missed too much of what I had let go but the bits of myself that I had striped lead so far into the past I was scared to go back and pick up the parts but I had to and I had to reface so many things that I didnt want to face once around but as I went back I only had to pick up the parts of myself that i wanted but now I have to race back into present time and parts of me are dropping I cant keep up but that wont stop me from trying
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 1:19 AM UTC
What Fell In The Past
I didnt know what to do I felt like a part of me was so lost in the past that letting go of myself as a whole made sense slowly bit by bit I began to strip apart who I was and what I was doing until it all fell far behind me and so far down the line I missed too much of what I had let go but the bits of myself that I had striped lead so far into the past I was scared to go back and pick up the parts but I had to and I had to reface so many things that I didnt want to face once around but as I went back I only had to pick up the parts of myself that i wanted but now I have to race back into present time and parts of me are dropping I cant keep up but that wont stop me from trying
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 1:19 AM UTC
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