Sometimes the memories come flooding you all at once.
Sometimes in the darkest of night, most times in the brightest of days.
They take hold of you tightly, twist you up and spin you around. Leaving you breathless.
They wrap you up in comfort and keep you safe when the world can be so cold. Leaving you speechless.
The memories fill you, fill every ounce of your being, they control you. Leaving you intoxicated.
This ends badly.
Poetic Art From The Heart ~ Finding Beauty In Truth
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Author & Speaker Matthew Williams
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Poet. Writer. Photographer. Nature-Lover.
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I live among the broken words...
"kindness is healing, writer & poet of sorts, "
Drowning in the busyness of life, and how I stay afloat, and find peace and stillness amidst the chaos.
This blog is all about writing and will also feature my poetry!
Theories, Thoughts and Conspiracies- my life is full time
barflypoet & author of dark fiction
Thoughts I can’t escape from, so I face them by writing them and sharing them.
Dailys
yay! about time we saw some poetry from you! :oP
i love it, of course ;o)
I know it’s been forever! Thank you very much. Hopefully there will be more and often!
Very nice! Memories can really have a hold on you, can’t they?
Yes they can! Thank you very much.
Yes, this is exactly it. I even get this lately after only hours of creating a memory. I love it when it happens when you least expect it. Beautiful, CC
Great reply, thank you so much!
You’re welcome!