The Hard Part is Forgetting . . .

What do you do when you know hope has vanished?

When the darkness had conquered the light, and all that was is gone

You try to set loose from all the strings

But you can never fully dethatch

It’s those memories that are still there

It’s those memories that last

Why is this so important?

I thought my mind had forgotten

Or maybe it was that longing to forget

What I can never forget at all

My mind is lighting up a fire

My memories are the spark

My thoughts are the gasoline to keep it going

And my heart is just wishing it would stop

How do you tell your mind to stop thinking?

And you heart to just grow numb

Because maybe if I lose all feeling

I can finally learn to forget and move on

My life has been a mess

So maybe I should live by this

The past is in the past so leave it in past

And my future seizes to exist

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741