Memories plant the ability to look backwards on one’s reality
So that they may change
And realize what was worth the pain
And what was only a mistake.
Although wishing for amnesia
Makes for a painful breakup song
I doubt anyone would truly
Wish for something so cruel.
Self awareness revoked
Just sitting in a chair
Not even conscious
While staring at whatever lies right in front
Not understanding why people hug you
And why they're crying
Not understanding what
Crying even is
As the mumbles
Incomprehensible
Escape from chapped lips
And dire eyes
I wonder if you’d even know of your end.
Feb 15, 2021
Feb 15, 2021 at 8:02 PM UTC
Memories plant the ability to look backwards on one’s reality
So that they may change
And realize what was worth the pain
And what was only a mistake.
Although wishing for amnesia
Makes for a painful breakup song
I doubt anyone would truly
Wish for something so cruel.
Self awareness revoked
Just sitting in a chair
Not even conscious
While staring at whatever lies right in front
Not understanding why people hug you
And why they're crying
Not understanding what
Crying even is
As the mumbles
Incomprehensible
Escape from chapped lips
And dire eyes
I wonder if you’d even know of your end.
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