Opening Wounds

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem based on an unexpected conversation with someone about our past history.

Submitted: October 23, 2011

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Submitted: October 23, 2011



"Do you remember that night just me and you?" He said
"It was me and you" he said
and the shock that he brought it up made my voice disappear
I closed my eyes and shook my head.
"Do you remember?" he said again
I had it all rehearsed but I forgot my lines
"Yeah." I whispered right in time
"Can you grab that?" Then I walked inside.

He lit himself on fire see,
but the flames reached me.
the flames keep growing higher, see
the one stuck inside is me

"I was getting over it, that night with me and you" I said
"I was almost over it" I said
He laughed it off and smirked because we were on his time
"You live too much in your head" he said
"I was OVER it" I said again
"I had moved on and you had to ruin what's good."
"Sorry." he whispered and pulled up his hood
"I know you a hell of a lot better than I should."

6 months and 5 days is how long it took him
and when he talks he says it as a joke.
I thought I was done writing songs about him
but I guess It's 6 more months in this smoke

and I wanted him to know
that when he brought it up
He had to bring up everything it comes with
because you can't pick and choose
the feelings and the people you use
and how it will affect them.

I think maybe my mistake
was letting him back in
I think maybe it's too late
to try and salvage my old friend
See when things are good, they are very very good
but when things are bad they are horrid.

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