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POETRY

Flood


 

What’s wrong? Nothing

And everything Why? I

don’t know But I do

Reason I don’t know why

I’m –

A steel fence keeps you out Nineteen years of

memories But the bars aren’t in front, they’re

above And they don’t always work 

I guess you could say that I miss you But I

don’t know if I do Sometimes I think it’s you

calling out Then the bars fall through and it all

just Floods my space 

You’re good enough and you’re loved I

wish I could tell you that 

You’re going to have to go through a lot of shit 

But one day you’ll love yourself I know you don’t believe

that, but it’s true. I know I’m there right now. Really, I

am, You’d love it here. 

So, just for me When you walk home today When you cross the same

bridge you’ve crossed a thousand times 

Don’t think about it 

Because although it gets better I remember it all,

Sometimes. How you would dream of falling How I

would dream of falling I try to embrace it but it’s hard 

I’d rather forget


George FordGuest User