Apr 2020
Why do these memories haunt my every thought? Memories that I once cherished are now those in which they haunt my every thought. Which lays in the back of my head is the memories that I want to become reality but once you have it you wont get it back; second chances are give to those who already had more chances that they could ask for. How do you deal with these memories; trying to replace them with every opportunity you get or do you let time do what is necessary and fade away from those memories. I want these memories to be forgotten. To vanish from the back of my head; nothing good comes from these memories but pain and misery; of my own creation. I created these haunting memories and now I have to deal with them. Being the created of your own pain and regret is worse thing to me. Cause with creation comes destruction; destruction is the end of the cycle. Trying to build a foundation while deep down inside your being destroyed piece by piece; it may last a lifetime but by the end of the lifetime you'll be nothing and have nothing but destruction will remain no matter what.
Creation isn't always a good thing; creation can cause chaos and within that chaos comes the end of it which is destruction. Destruction is a structiure that is broken down to pieces unseen by the eye; sometimes these pieces are more within which only one eye of the can see. Beyond the sight of others to where one can see within where the broke pieces are seen; creation then destruction isn't just a rhyme; to me its the realest. Because this creation is what will make my destruction the reality of my life. No one knows what they create until they see it within themselves. When a person sees the creation then destruction within themselves that's when a person has became their own creater within the created; they can see the structure of who they are become destruction and watch their life crumble within themselves. Probably thinking I'm ** insane; in reality I'm medically sane. I see what others cannot see within myself. I see my creation then destruction every time I look in the mirror; every time my mind takes me to the point of who I became. The question I ask myself every second of everyday………WHO AM I?
Creation isn't always a good thing; creation can cause chaos and within that chaos comes the end of it which is destruction. Destruction is a structiure that is broken down to pieces unseen by the eye; sometimes these pieces are more within which only one eye of the can see. Beyond the sight of others to where one can see within where the broke pieces are seen; creation then destruction isn't just a rhyme; to me its the realest. Because this creation is what will make my destruction the reality of my life. No one knows what they create until they see it within themselves. When a person sees the creation then destruction within themselves that's when a person has became their own creater within the created; they can see the structure of who they are become destruction and watch their life crumble within themselves. Probably thinking I'm ** insane; in reality I'm medically sane. I see what others cannot see within myself. I see my creation then destruction every time I look in the mirror; every time my mind takes me to the point of who I became. The question I ask myself every second of everyday………WHO AM I?
Wrote this poem because I created something inside of who I am that will eventually destroy me. This destruction I made was of my own making. The regret, pain, tears i made shed and cried, all the emotions and events that lead to this destruction is who I am but also who i will be remembered by.
