A Poem- Take me from my memories
The reality of what we remember, what we have come through and how we became who we are.
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A Poem About Memories, The Past, and Moving Forward With Life
Take me from my memories,
And lead me back from the past.
I’ll come back from where I am,
And give back everything I have.
It is only real if you want it to be.
The decision is all yours.
I won’t tell you what I need,
Or what I ever thought I was.
What we knew,
Is not what has been real.
We have both grown up,
And have taken what we deal.
I grew from mistakes,
You grew from within,
Two different books of the same story,
With two versions of an end.
I think about what I thought,
And I realize I have never known.
Everything I ever thought was right,
Is questioned again before it is proven wrong.
You know just what to say,
The words that make me warm.
I am still trying to decide,
If the words can repair what has been torn.
Through a faded past,
The memories that were made,
That haven’t yet been able to last.
Is it worth the wait?
Or will waiting be a waste of time?
I don’t bother to hold my breath,
I have learned my lessons over what has never been proven right.
So many lies,
Been told to me in this life.
A promise always made to be broken,
I end up being the one who pays with what I thought was mine.
Shallow hearts of expression,
Expressionless from all the pain,
Never a moment to stop to remember.
If I still could recall my name.
Keep me far from feeling,
Anything that could ever be real,
Rub my eyes from the feelings,
Wipe away a single tear.
Don’t bother saying anything.
I will probably expect it is a lie.
Even when the truth finally comes out,
I am always waiting for it to lose its disguise.
Simple words of emotions,
I hoped I would never feel.
Simple hints towards memories,
Ones which haven’t yet been lived.
Remember the past in a way that can make you smile
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