February 2, 2018
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sometimes, the memories swallow me whole.

sometimes, i feel wounded before the shots are even fired.

sometimes, the blood seeps out before i even sense the pain.

sometimes, i start drowning before i even touch the water.

sometimes, i choke before i even open my mouth.

sometimes, i cry before i even know what’s wrong.

sometimes, i run away before i even say goodbye.

sometimes, the block tower of memories comes crashing down,

each one plummeting toward my helpless mind.

and sometimes, i catch them and reminisce about what’s gone,

but most of the time, i learn to dodge the bullets

and continue working toward

the iridescent future.

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