Sober
I remember that night.
It has become a memory, among many,
that is a constant in my mind.
One that replays over and over.
No matter how hard I try to think
Of anything else, it returns to that moment.
All the memories I have, continue in different order.
But it seems there isn't an ending to my story.
That's what has driven me insane I guess.
The sudden abrupt stop to something I didn't want to happen.
But when I knew that I was never going to be the same again,
that's when my whole world just fucking stopped.
The end.
The start of my pain.
Like I was left in a corner of the world
As everyone and everything just kept going on.
And no one seemed to notice that I wasn't here.
There's no point in trying to make my voice heard.
Made clear.
So maybe if I write it all down,
Someone is bound
To read til the end.
Help me.
So I can move past this night.
The memory of a time
Where I felt right just being me.
Just need to have closure.
Just need to have him.
Until then, don't let me be sober...
©shantilly
2021-09-19 22:33:56
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