I hope I remember this moment at some point.
Been drinking & binging & listening to new music.
My heart feels some intense and familiar way -
Present & yet reliving many lost memories.
I wish I could piece together these glimpses of myself,
these never ending days.
I’d stick glue in my brain
& catch all these running images of my character.
I hope I remember this moment at some point.
Alone, content & craving
to return to something that was never quite right.
Sep 23, 2021
Sep 23, 2021 at 2:05 PM UTC
I hope I remember this moment at some point.
Been drinking & binging & listening to new music.
My heart feels some intense and familiar way -
Present & yet reliving many lost memories.
I wish I could piece together these glimpses of myself,
these never ending days.
I’d stick glue in my brain
& catch all these running images of my character.
I hope I remember this moment at some point.
Alone, content & craving
to return to something that was never quite right.
I wrote this in my journal on a night I was really ****** up. It doesn’t mean much.
Request permission to use this poem