What happened?

Nerd

I never thought

My future was

Covered in gray,

Black, and blue

Then the question

I heard my most my life

“What would you say

to your younger self?”

I would say

Horrific things

A child would never knew

I would say

“Your worse enemy

Was yourself,

I don’t remember you

And that is good,

You don’t want to

Remember all that was bad”

Comments +

sorenbarrett July 9th, 2026 13:22
A sad poem when memories are nightmares. Self esteem must be built not on the foundation of the past but the firm ground of the present. Well written

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