This Bloody Memory Poem by Christian Hudak

This Bloody Memory



Loss of direction has me living in a memory
I guess some people are just born with tragedy in there blood
This sounds like our memories
Doesn't it?
I have to go, I have to go
Nowhere, I must go
Somewhere - I'm thinking
A dream isn't a dream if it's one without you
Come back to me
Please don't leave me

Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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