#badmemories - Hello Poetry

I was screaming. It was like Smashing my fists Into a brick wall Hoping it breaks. I was screaming. And you just kept driving Like it was nothing Like you did this Every day. I was screaming And looking At the speedometer To see if you Were speeding, If you let this Affect you at all. You weren’t And you didn’t. I was screaming And you didn’t hear a word.

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Jan 7, 2024

Jan 7, 2024 at 2:19 PM UTC

mjsayshey

not a word

I was screaming. It was like Smashing my fists Into a brick wall Hoping it breaks. I was screaming. And you just kept driving Like it was nothing Like you did this Every day. I was screaming And looking At the speedometer To see if you Were speeding, If you let this Affect you at all. You weren’t And you didn’t. I was screaming And you didn’t hear a word.

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why is it that i can only really remember the bad ones? i can still remember good ones but the bad overpowers them. like that one time when me, my mom, and dad went to go get taco bell and when we came back they started arguing and let's just say that the car we were in didn't last very much longer. or when my grandpa died. or my great- aunt. that was the first time i cried at a funeral. good memories, let's see. my recent florida trip. we also lost my family while there so i don't know about that. my camping trip two years ago. i also had an asthma attack there so, never mind. what i'm saying here is that your brain for some reason makes the bad memories stand out more and when you do have good memories you also have the bad ones in them.

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Mar 25, 2018

Mar 25, 2018 at 12:14 AM UTC

alexa_

memories.

why is it that i can only really remember the bad ones? i can still remember good ones but the bad overpowers them. like that one time when me, my mom, and dad went to go get taco bell and when we came back they started arguing and let's just say that the car we were in didn't last very much longer. or when my grandpa died. or my great- aunt. that was the first time i cried at a funeral. good memories, let's see. my recent florida trip. we also lost my family while there so i don't know about that. my camping trip two years ago. i also had an asthma attack there so, never mind. what i'm saying here is that your brain for some reason makes the bad memories stand out more and when you do have good memories you also have the bad ones in them.

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The sound of your laugh bounces around, reminding me of when I was the cause of it. The shame in your eyes dance around my head, reminding me that i am too the cause of that. I remember so vividly the tears that poured down like rain and how they flooded my thoughts from then on. A text that seemed so mature and respectful, there was no way you'd turn me down. My ears burn like the fire I wish I could light my thoughts with. Burning them out. You were my first real love. My first real, real love. Covered in embarrassment and sprinkled in depression. You know what they say, everything happens for a reason. Well, I'm not sure what God was thinking up there when he made me love you, but I think I'm a poet so I guess that's a clue. Throwing around lines of pain and past love that could've been, so you can read them and maybe hurt a little too.

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Apr 11, 2015

Apr 11, 2015 at 11:03 AM UTC

anna-claxwell

Reason

The sound of your laugh bounces around, reminding me of when I was the cause of it. The shame in your eyes dance around my head, reminding me that i am too the cause of that. I remember so vividly the tears that poured down like rain and how they flooded my thoughts from then on. A text that seemed so mature and respectful, there was no way you'd turn me down. My ears burn like the fire I wish I could light my thoughts with. Burning them out. You were my first real love. My first real, real love. Covered in embarrassment and sprinkled in depression. You know what they say, everything happens for a reason. Well, I'm not sure what God was thinking up there when he made me love you, but I think I'm a poet so I guess that's a clue. Throwing around lines of pain and past love that could've been, so you can read them and maybe hurt a little too.

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During that winter We experienced a blizzard of crippling misfortune Cold misery mounted our souls And we carried it wherever we went Filled with shame and strokes of bad luck We were put into a hypothermic coma And pushed along by careless snowplows Forced into the drive way aprons of the rock salt streets

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Apr 12, 2014

Apr 12, 2014 at 6:35 PM UTC

tommy-johnson

Winterbreak 2012

During that winter We experienced a blizzard of crippling misfortune Cold misery mounted our souls And we carried it wherever we went Filled with shame and strokes of bad luck We were put into a hypothermic coma And pushed along by careless snowplows Forced into the drive way aprons of the rock salt streets

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