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Feb 2014
Sometimes bad memories don’t just haunt me…
They taunt me
They ridicule me
They corner me
They make a fool out of me
They bully me into denial
They take away my perception
And my whole concept of reality
They make me feel crazy
And vulnerable
And ugly

They break me down until nothing is left but those hideous voices…

But then each day
I hear the birds chirping
And I know the sun is hiding
Beneath a dark sky

I walk outside
To a breath of fresh air
And I know that there is life
Beyond all these fears

I am only as small as I make myself out to be
I am only as weak as the nightmares that consume me

There are dark sleepless nights
But there are also bright vibrant days
And so once I control these thoughts
That devour my insides piece by piece
I will finally have my mind back
I will finally be at peace
I will finally be free
I will finally be me.
Lili
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Lili
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   --- and Chuck
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