Stories!
Thousands. A thousand thousand thousand.
All misremembered together,
A plethora of memories of memories
- that's what they say, when you have a memory it's of the last day you had the same memory -
on and on forever,
a treasury of pleasure and grief and madness and drunk sadness
floating like leaves
through the air.
And it's not fair
That you get to have them
Because you're home
And I don't
And I'm not
And I feel all alone.
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 5:47 PM UTC
Stories!
Thousands. A thousand thousand thousand.
All misremembered together,
A plethora of memories of memories
- that's what they say, when you have a memory it's of the last day you had the same memory -
on and on forever,
a treasury of pleasure and grief and madness and drunk sadness
floating like leaves
through the air.
And it's not fair
That you get to have them
Because you're home
And I don't
And I'm not
And I feel all alone.
