It’s a game
Cute and flirty
We’re both laughing
I’m not winning.
I feel like I’ve lost control
You won’t stop
I can’t make you stop
The memories take over.
And I feel
The way I felt back then
Out of control
Alone
Afraid
Damaged and unloved.
What I know doesn’t matter
What’s now, in the future
Makes no difference to me
I’m five, ten, fifteen years old
All over again
I can’t forget.
This isn’t going to go away
Haunting memories
They take me back
And I’m not here
I’m not yours
I’m not me
Anymore.
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