Why?

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I look at the past

Coming to the realization

of the relationships that didn't last

I know why they didn't

But I still can't help but question

Why?

Why did I do the things I did?

Why was I always in these big crushes?

It seems like history is coming back to kick me

And I ask Why?



I often sit there and memories will flash rapidly

I'll think I'm making the same mistake again

Then sometimes my emotions are overwhelming

I can't stand this feeling

Everything is incredibly discouraging

I hate this insecurity

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Not finished yet I don't think just some stuff I jotted down fer now!

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