Good Times Are So Hard To RememberA Poem by PoeticFuryThings are not like they use to bePlaying football in the street knowing that the softest thing we were able to land on was the grass, but that was on the outskirts. Crazy as we were I guess we preferred landing on the concrete. Going running in the rain... Catching colds treating ourselves as if we were running in the heat. Can you recall something that made you remember, or for that matter forget all? That either gave you a reason for wanting to live or die... Cause you are tired of that same old fall. Hoping fences from all the wrong that we did; getting payback on those that treated us like crap when we were a kid. Telling our parents that we did not do it. Sometime it was a lie. Other times it was a fib. Can you try to think of your true desire. Can you control feelings that takes you slow, or things that take you low, yet things that take you way higher. Remember those times we did all the things that we were told not to do? Like playing with fire. Who knew we burned the good times where we can no longer enjoy all. …....This life.. …....This world has changed and it is now hard to remember. Hard to recall The brain often tries to recall. As the people on it are clearly showing that it is starting to dismember. …..... The good times, and even the bad times at times... Are so damn hard to remember © 2011 PoeticFuryAuthor's Note
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Added on April 17, 2011 Last Updated on April 17, 2011 AuthorPoeticFuryNew Orleans, LAAboutHeaven has no fury like a writer with emotion. I love writing more than I love life. Why? Cause writing is my life, and without it I have no life. I enjoy music, and meeting new people. Also like most.. more..Writing
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