Memories || A Poem About Looking Back On The Past Memories
This particular poem is very old with old feelings. So since it’s Thursday I thought I’ll release a poem that I still love deeply but it’s just so old. Let’s take a walk down memory lane with this poem titled Memories.
Memories How come the bad always outweigh the good I can’t even look at the people in front of me, telling me I could I only remember the times when they told me I couldn’t These words flowing through my body and I know I shouldn’t I shouldn’t jump on the mic and let my heart speak But I just got to let my words breathe I remember those days when I was trying to impress I can tell you firsthand when I was down to my last breath I gave everyone my all, and it was still not enough I just want to come out and say I’m sorry you didn’t breed an athlete But i know I shouldn’t speak like this but this pure emotions that I let bleed because I feel incomplete Because the goals you set, I didn’t complete The same memories seem to repeat over and over in my head: But I know things could be worse, I could be dead Dead from a bullet I put in my own head These are the memories I used to have while slumped over the bed on my knees Use to, who am I kidding knowing that place is still in my head every time I wake Sorry to have these types of thoughts, but this is what happens when I let my pen fully bleed I think I am really in need This the memories I only remember I try to remember the good but the bad always outweighs I just try to pick up my head and smile, knowing it’s fake I have cried so much that I could probably fill a lake Attempt after attempt, man, I really wanted to make it happen But my conscious or god told me to stop it These are the memories that I have of everyone around me So it’s kinda hard to think of the memories we had that were good I can’t even believe the words that come out your mouth when you say I could Because all I remember is you forcing me to be the image, that god presented me as It’s crazy how these are the memories I just can’t seem to look pass It’s so hard to keep a straight face around you cause I just want to yell out, fuck you Fuck you for trying to murder my gift