Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2018
Remember the flame,
How much it hurts,
It all seems the same,
But I’m not really sure.

Remember the pain,
How it can sting,
Recall the shame,
All of the things,

Breaking you down,
Taking your core,
Can’t make a sound,
As loud as the floor.

Remember the laughing,
Take home the insults,
This can’t be happening,
Unable to repulse.

Bring all your tears,
Lay them aside,
You know the fears,
But not all the lies.

Show all your scars,
Give them to me,
I’ll make them ours,
I’ll set you free.

I’ll heal your rashes,
Wear them instead,
I’ll hold your ashes,
Only if you lend.
Hold the good times when the bad are handed to you... S.B. <3
anotherdream
Written by
anotherdream  23/M
(23/M)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems