Bittersweet: The Past

I can feel the air
but can’t breathe,
I can see the light
but can’t reach,
I’ve always
pushed the life away from me,
my unsaid words
leave me hurting
more than the cuts underneath.

It’s so unforgiving,
life never shows its true meaning,
the night and day
follow their routine,
but every second
paints a new picture for me.

I’ve tried
to push it back in pain,
and the haze of it
blinds my faith.
I search for reality
all the time,
can’t trust my senses anymore
as I live in disguise.

Feel like talking to someone,
feel emotionless,
every word that comes out,
encapsulates a thousand pages of my regret.

I want to speak my mind,
but all that comes out is a lie.
I try to be calm,
but the misery boils
and takes away my life.

I want to relive
the moments I left in the past,
I want to go back
as this phase of life is wrapped in the dark.
I want to find
the best that resided in me,
but every time I push it back,
I am left drenched in those hurting memories.

Image by Peter H (user:Tama66) from Pixabay

Synopsis: A short poem about memories of the past. It showcases the misery of a person who always ends up stuck in the sad memories even when he/she wants to cherish the good ones.