Literature
I could
I could try to forget your memory,
I could try to forget the pain,
but deep inside I realize,
things with me will never be the same,
I could drown out the wispers,
I could hide from the sound in the rain,
but some how I know,
that theres no ending to this pain,
I thought that it was over,
thought that I had finially been free'd
but it hit so hard, so suddenly,
I hadent even a chance to breath,
I sit here as it all comes back to me,
the emotions that so horridly broke me,
shattered the very essence of me,
wile I lied there bleeding,
Like a broken mirror thats been fixed,
you can glue back the pieces but ther'l still