Memories that haunt us
You may wish to forget them or plead to erase them, but they come back.
By Simran DanielPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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My eyes refuse to close
In case I see them again.
I have these memories that haunt me,
Taunt me, inflict me with indescribable pain.
I know they are things of the past.
They won't define me today,
But when they do come to haunt me,
they bring with them my shame.
I've never believed in ghosts,
Till the ones in my mind come to life.
They keep taunting my existence,
As they visit me every night.
My memories are filled with remembrance,
Of broken promises and incomplete dreams.
They call to me in a broken voice,
Unraveling my soul at its seams.
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Simran Daniel
Just exploring emotions, unpacking thoughts, and sharing stories that come on at a random time and refuse to let go.
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This was so poignant and relatable. Loved your poem!