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It's hard to move on when someone keeps reminding you of your past. Constantly chewing away at the back of my ear. And all that I want to do is get rid of the memories fast. But now I am reminded of the past, too Clear. And it tears me up inside, telling myself, "That was you." Feeling sick to my stomach from the mistakes made. But such a stronger person that I have developed into. This new person I've become, my mind you won't invade. For I was the one who had to live through it all And I was the one who had to survive the great fall. So don't remind me of my past and tell me I was wrong. Because those mistakes I made and that person is long gone.
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Jul 21, 2010
Jul 21, 2010 at 2:04 PM UTC
Ghost of the Past
It's hard to move on when someone keeps reminding you of your past. Constantly chewing away at the back of my ear. And all that I want to do is get rid of the memories fast. But now I am reminded of the past, too Clear. And it tears me up inside, telling myself, "That was you." Feeling sick to my stomach from the mistakes made. But such a stronger person that I have developed into. This new person I've become, my mind you won't invade. For I was the one who had to live through it all And I was the one who had to survive the great fall. So don't remind me of my past and tell me I was wrong. Because those mistakes I made and that person is long gone.
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Jul 21, 2010
Jul 21, 2010 at 2:04 PM UTC
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