Flash backs are the worst part to my withdrawals
I blocked this out for so long, it sneaks up on me like a familiar song
1,095 days passed in what seemed less than 3 hours
My body stayed in motion while my mind was tranced in this potion
At times I still struggle on determining what is real
Are these emotions real?
Is this a phase?
Now I’m distracted by his gaze
With time is everything revealed?
I speak a lot of missing the me that I once knew to be true, I never looked at the bigger issue
It’s okay to evolve, some problems are left unsolved
In order to rearrange, you have to be willing to change
Change
A hard pill to swallow
Evolution
A concept not many follow
Pain
Very easy to wallow
Flash backs are the worst part to my withdrawals
You were a good girl and loving you was nice
But now you are me, it’s time to focus on what will be
- Author: Chicha (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 16th, 2020 23:21
- Category: Unclassified
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