It's like I'm going back to those days.
The past relationship still haunts my broken heart.
Years ago I wanted to mend these pieces back together to stop the pain.
Only moments ago I feel like I want to rip open the heart I have and beat it until it stops.
The pain doesn't leave, does it?
It only comes back whenever you feel like things are good.
How do I fix this?
How do I stop this?
Every chance I get to be free from the faults of yesteryear, I'm brought back into the state of mind I had so long forgotten about.
What a damn mess I'm making of things.
I've never been okay for longer than a couple months at a time.
Maybe that's how things were always meant to be.
Like this broken record I keep playing and reciting the same shit for the past couple of years.
Fuck.
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Dreams Over Reality
PoetryA compliation of poems and skits. The skits are no longer being continued. Most poems are about me and the events around me. Read my story This is my story.
