disappointment
harsh
unyielding
truth of self
disappointment
why
to others
to self
disappointment
demanding
judging
look
in the mirror
disappointment
of self.
Tag Archive: self
Oh Memory.
How you haunt me
I know your there
so I can be free.
But what are you?
but a memory?
I think back
and I cry
And I know why…
So much pain
I’ve been torn asunder
death and blood
the sound of thunder,
Broken bones
Broken teeth
broken me,
All in memory…
What have I learned
you ask? You see?
I’ve learned to take
my memory to task
woe is me…
Because it’s nothing more
than a memory
It’s there
so I can be free.
MY MEMORY.
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