Who We Once Were
Broken pieces of our shattered lives
Are packed away and forgotten
Like unwanted items in the attic
Hidden inside a box that
Holds the crushed dreams
And un-kept promises
Of more hopeful times
Near the torn bag of trust
And the other miscellaneous emotions
Which once held meaning in our lives
How convenient to hideaway our mistakes and bad choices
Or to stow away the things that once gave us joy,
But now only collect dust on a shelf.
We live by the rule out of sight out of mind,
More willing to discard than retain,
Easier to forget than to feel pain
Only to one day realize
There is no more room to store those unwanted memories
And we are force to go through them
And remind ourselves
Of who we once were.
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