The Past

some random depressing s**t

It's hard to forget everything that's happened in the past and leave it behind when little things come up here and there, reminding you of before.

The name

The face

The loneliness you feel knowing there once used to be something more where you currently stand

It doesn't matter if right now you smile, laugh, or hold your head up so high, that the sun becomes nothing in comparison to how brightly your appearance glistens

Because at the end of it all

Once the road of limbo comes across a sign telling you to stop and look around

You realize how fragile you can really be

How easily you can be broken

because those little things took you back to remembering the moments you try to leave behind

and they haunt you

the hurt you

and they feed off you

until there's nothing left to do but walk, sleep, and stare blankly at the floor not realizing until afterwards how much you've been crying

Author's Note

yo, don't take life to seriously, it's never as bad as it seems