Me

A Poem by Rachel m.

Me

Me remembering why did you leave without a telling me?

Why don't you respond?

Why didn't you let me know before you did anything?

Why does my heart know the answer before my mind knows anything?

What happens to you in the past, you take it with you...then pass to another.

Then realizing that pain has been passed to you, has then been passed on to another.

Then soon want to know why you continued this horrific chain of pain...