Confined Memories
Everywhere i go i hear gun shots the blood the dwells within my body
Pours down my decaying corpse as the memories of my past
begins to awaken from their eternal slumber sometimes when you look
into the eyes of death the memories you wish to forget begins
to flood back into your mind as you lay on your knees the tears you wish
were gone begins to come back the pain of knowing that
someone you love no longer like you, the pain of losing someone dear to
you, everything you wanted shatter before your eyes when
your memories are confined to this world the only thing you must do to stop
them from coming back into confront them but sometimes
knowing what you desire is something that most people are afraid of this is
why most people can never escape the pains of Reality, the
chains of Humanity, the Bondage of Life&Death that is why Teens these
days want to die because they don't want to be alone they
want to be themselves that is what we all want to be accepted and to never
be confined to are dark memories of light and darknesss
Copyright © Jeramia Hobdy | Year Posted 2007
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