Poems

Just Forget

230

Somethings are best forgotten

Way back in the past

Memories that torment

Terrify and clash

Hoarded in the larder

Locked up safe and tight

No withdrawal needed

Forgotten out of sight

Dust gathers and covers

Long lost memories

Never to be discovered

Gone for all to see

A dark spell slowly rises

From the evil unknown place

All that can be witnessed

The eye of the storm slowly waits

A wave of vulnerability

Crashes upon the shore

Leaves a broken body

And all that is no more

Much Love Much Life

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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