Sentimental Impasse

When it comes to my memories, there is no room for imagination

It is all too vivid, like every moment is sentimental

All the times are so meaningful, nothing is up for interpretation

It is all set in stone, like life is scripted or sacramental

 

It all just leaves me with the days that I don't want to remember

Having me relive all the days that killed me over and again

Back to the suffering times when years didn't end in December

And when the seconds dragged on because I didn't have any friends

 

Life never changes enough to make a significant difference

The feelings of nostalgia killed by endless redundancy

Since the moments blend together, not one of them are a preference

I remember them all the same, they don't lack in abundancy

 

Looking back on the days that hurt the most makes me want to just die

I cannot escape them, they are permanently etched into my mind

Thinking about remembering today, I know time won't fly by

My memories at a standstill, the future has left me behind

Reviews

[just is]

This is sad really. I can feel the emotion you have penned and put into this. Wonderful expressed.

[Jinx's Heart]

This poem is rather sad. The author definitely sends me the message of numbness he feels from hiding pain so long. It's heart-retching to read actually. Very well written!