Memories Of Black
There is so much pain inside of me.
My heart is sinking deep in my chest.
My body has grown so weak,
But I hurt too much to rest .
I try to remember when I was happy,
Yet those memories won't come back.
Where those memories should be,
I can't see anything but black.
My memories of happiness are gone.
They have all been removed from my past.
All I can see is pain in my future,
I don't know how long I can last.
This hurting is too much at times,
I believe it's driving me insane.
I would gladly welcome death,
Then I would no longer feel this pain.
Copyright © Mathew Sturgeon | Year Posted 2025
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