I have given up
So many things
And looking at photos from my past
Is always bittersweet
Seeing the smiling face
Of the ghost that was once me
And seeing a toothy grin
That I now never share
I look at the others in the photo -
More bright smiles
What are they doing now?
Have they forgotten about me?
I know I will never have an answer
For this poem is of past,
But it also is of family
And even if you leave your family
Your family doesn't leave you
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 10:25 PM UTC
I have given up
So many things
And looking at photos from my past
Is always bittersweet
Seeing the smiling face
Of the ghost that was once me
And seeing a toothy grin
That I now never share
I look at the others in the photo -
More bright smiles
What are they doing now?
Have they forgotten about me?
I know I will never have an answer
For this poem is of past,
But it also is of family
And even if you leave your family
Your family doesn't leave you
