Memories

Memories

A Poem by Wonderland Asylum

Every song I listen to,

Reminds me of you.

Why is this so challenging for me to do?

Why can’t I get you out of my thoughts?

Always on the run.

Why do you have to haunt me in my dreams?

When in reality, it doesn’t mean a thing.

Why do I still cry silent tears throughout the night and day?

We’ve both fucked up in the past.

This shouldn’t be so hard.

My heart needs a permanent cast.

My guardian angel played the wrong card.

On the cold hard floor I lay.

Only if you had stayed.

Now you are upset and mad.

I don’t blame you.

But I cannot tame the beast inside.

Struggling for so long.

Against so many f*****g odds.

And all this time,

Cuddling with my demons.

Getting to know each of them.

Personally.

But that doesn’t define who I am.

So much time has past.

But still feels as though it has just begun.

The downward spiral,

That seems to never end.

I am completely done.

Only one has the power to mend.

The broken and shattered heart within.

Only to be showered with bitter words.

You all know that I am no quitter.

All my demons,

flutter around inside,

Like hellish little birds.

And now all I have to do,

is mutter useless words.

That will never be heard.

© 2018 Wonderland Asylum


Author's Note

Wonderland Asylum
I can't remember if I have already published this or not, but if I didn't, then here it is, and I hope y'all enjoy this piece.

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Hi I'm Wyrn. It had lots of lessons and brought back memory. I'm a man of few words and don't usually like wright this much in reviews but here goes. We have all done things or have secrets that we would like to remain barred in the rubble of our past and your poem digs through the rubble and brings out the secrets barred their.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Raw and confessional.

"Cuddling with my demons.

Getting to know each of them."

It is strange, isn't it.

Where the demons are so familiar, they're almost your friends, or lover.

It ends almost nihilistic...

Mutters and silence.

Yet here we are, like you say

"Against so many f*****g odds"

good stuff.



Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I loike it, really deep. Good job fam

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wonderland Asylum

6 Years Ago

noice dank chu fam.
lol

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Wonderland Asylum
Wonderland Asylum

Reedley, CA



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Alternative, shy, loves music. I typically keep to myself, and am not very expressive. But when I write, it's like I'm some place else. I've been gone for a while, and I'm working on getting back.. more..

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