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Jun 2018
i know that your past isn't the brightest so why tell me
after i told you one thing you tell me everything
why
i never asked for it
you said its life than told me part of your story
but i can't even think to tell you mine
i want to ask you a question but i can't even type it
why am i afraid to talk to you
when you said you are here for me
but i am not sure i can be here for you
i am sorry but there are things in my past i don't want to reopen these wounds.
but i can try to help
with out getting these flash backs that happened in the past
people say if it happens in the past then let it go
but the past it all just comes running back to me again and again
so why bother to tell me
why?
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mia  F
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