At This Time

I can’t stop remembering

That one night

I fell apart.

Today I recall the past.

At this time last year,

I approached my downfall

Yet now I lay confused and numb.

I’m not supposed to remember the crying,

The breakdowns,

But without bitter memories

Where would I be today?


About heatherd001

Hello! My name is Heather. I'm sixteen years old and I love to write (poems mostly) but I'm working on some story- and novel-writing. Writing is a creative outlet for me.
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