• mishelle 5w

    Memories

    As I think of the past
    Tears threaten to fall
    My heart falls
    Causing a empty hole in my chest to appear...
    The secrets of past
    In the tip of my tongue
    Never spoken...
    My memories of the past
    Haunting me as I move on
    Hoping they disappear
    With the pain
    The pain of feeling abandoned
    Constant fear of being unwanted
    Alone...
    But only I understand myself
    No one else will
    Constantly judged
    Constantly feeling stupid by just a look
    But no one will understand the pain
    The suffering...
    But I must have faith
    Faith that someday, some point in time
    The pain will disappear
    And I will be at peace
    Its a leap of faith...
    Like everything else in this world
    ©mishelle