Memories Of The Good Old Days Poem by Amber Millar

Memories Of The Good Old Days



Nee-naw, nee-naw,
The ambulance whizzing past,
Nee-naw, nee-naw,
Another life defiled,

Sniffing, sobbing,
I cry hysterically,
Sniffing, sobbing,
How I wish I could stop,

Fast forward, slow down,
I’m back where I started,
Fast forward, slow down,
I’m not where I wanted,

Hiding, shrouded,
Just make it all stop,
Hiding, shrouded,
Make it all go away,

Punching, screaming,
I hate him so so much,
Punching, screaming,
How I wish I didn’t love,

Sighing, hurting,
This isn’t what I planned,
Sighing, hurting,
It’s never what I planned,
All alone again,
Trying to move on,
All alone again,
But I can’t let go,

Memories of the good old days,
Slowly fade away,
Memories of the good old days,
It’s all gone away…

Monday, June 9, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: hurting
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