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Returning me...
I saw your picture the other day for
the first time since I don't know when.
That's when everything came flooding back
all the good but also the bad.
I remembered the things you said to me
I remember the things that you did.
I spend my days stitching slits
the wounds and cuts that your words did.
While fighting back the unwanted tears that
I dare not let my eyes spill.
Now remembrance of what would and could
the bad always out weights the good.
I build these eyes my head this heart
of mine to be blind, those words unkind.
Somehow I made it here this far carrying
all these heavy scars.
I can't let myself go back to that I felt
and should've had.
To some it was nothing and never will be
but I am different now and it changed me.
Now I'm trying hard as hell to piece back
my life you brag that I fail.....



© Tammy