I’m falling apart at the seams, Trying to keep you out of my dreams. Every night I see your face, A perfect image of my shame. A time in my life where I went so wrong. I’ve moved on I just want you gone.
The memories come flooding in, from a place in my mind that I thought was dead. Who is that man pretending to be me? Was I really that awful? I’m so sorry.
A quick little poem that I had jingling around in my head and decided to write down.