Life Throws You Curve Balls, You Learn to hit them out of the Park!

Memories

Sitting on memories…
That I can’t erase…
Not that I am trying too hard.
The memories are bittersweet.
They tend to swallow me whole.
What do I do…
When these memories take hold?
They seem to never let me go.
They hold tight…
On every memory I have…
For fear that by making a new…
I’ll erase what was once there.
Living life in this manner…
Isn’t good…
It only holds me back…
From doing what I want…
What I need to do.
I just want freedom…
From this cage…
Called my mind.
Where these memories reside.
Hopefully one day…
I’ll be fine.

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