Memories

It’s there again

Haunting me

Taunting me

That image in the corner of my eye

Everywhere I look it follows

I try to shut it out

But that only makes it stronger

It won’t leave me

Evoking those memories I just want to forget

Provoking those feelings of anger and regret

It’s always there

Haunting me

Taunting me

The image in the corner of my eye

A snapshot of a better time

Stolen

 


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6 Comments

  1. Yes Matt, we carry our regrets and they weigh us down and I hate that. I seem to relate to Frisbee’s in my poems as in flinging the bad things away. Wish it was that easy. Thanks for your eloquent words.

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