Nostalgia
there is always that moment
when your brain sinks,
your eyes intensify in sadness,
and you realize that a certain point
in time is forever extinct
except for your biased memories.
it spreads through your arteries
and veins, puncturing every
nerve that disagrees.
it will wrap itself around
your heart, destroy your soul.
the irony, that the things that
once caused such joy,
now strangle your thoughts
in an attempt to paralyze your existence.
Copyright © R C | Year Posted 2007
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