How can I get you
out of my head?
You fooled us all
I have so many questions.
All the good times
When we laughed,
had fun,
and created names.
I want some answers.
What made you the enemy,
I want to know what happened.
I've never felt
So confused,
so broken,
all at the same time.
A wound like this
Takes time to heal.
So that next time
I see you,
I won't fall for it again.
I won't be fooled.
YOU ARE READING
Seashell in The Sand
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry about my life. The things I go through and the things I witness. Some are happy, some are sad, and some won't make any sense. Sometimes life doesn't either.