| Open Poetry #38 |
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Trying to remember |
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themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland
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While sitting thinking of a cigarette And the darkness of the room I realize that I have forgotten who I am And that everything that leads me forward leads me back To not being sure of anything anymore Like forgetting a face when you don’t see it I have forgotten my likes and dislikes What flaws I have and how to accept them I have lost those who I used to care for And as I see into the darkness of the night I know that the black is not so bad And that the day is so distracting That I will have to remember not to let this feeling go And that if I want to remember myself I will have to look at myself without judgment And that if I really want to live happily I will have to start caring about other people including myself I am the two-toed wanderer |
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