Like Me

I hold everything inside
and I can't remember the grocery list,
or what time I need to be at that meeting
but i remember watching basketball with my dad
and like a million different songs
I remember all the restaurants i've been to
and all the books ive read
and i am beginning to realize
it's because those memories are dense.
they have a weight to them
yet they float right to the surface of my mind
as if no time has passed.
it's because of this that everything can be traumatizing.
there are confines of happiness and one wrong step
will push me right into a cage.
a cage of loneliness
a cage of never taking chances
or risks
Written by unnifaomsl
Author's Note
Just a little journal entry trying to make sense of myself
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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