"After time passes it'll hurt less"
But it never did
"Just forget it, it was so long ago"
But you told me always to remember
And each and every day
A little reminder in my eyes
A little piece of my past
Glows bright
Following me
Seeking me
As if I can't break away from it
And that is all that I am
And time has passed
Years have gone by
But that little piece of my past
Still stays bright
There’s a dog that sits on the end of my street—
he barks at anyone that nears,
snarling teeth that glow shiny in the afternoon light.
There’s a dog that sits on the end of my street—
You asked me to stay
As you gazed into the future
Longing once more
I am not a poet
I don’t know how to use my words the way they can
I can’t captivate the minds of my friends by stringing them along with the simplest of words
I am not a musician
Comments
Yep. Something things remain in your brain until you go insane (okay, not actually insane, but it rhymes). And the pain from when your heart was slain leaves a stain (okay, yes, a bit aggressive, but it rhymes!).
But hey, it's okay. You're a lot more than your past anyway
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