Memories In A Can
Somewhere in the back of my closet lies quietly a can of memories
Waiting for me to open it up again and drop a few tears
And by mistake I grabbed it and unleashed its content
There was nothing new for me, in fact I’ve been playing
trying hard to let things go, I’ve been to my self telling
that nothing can make my wounds be fresh again
Oh so many ink wasted on someone who is now invisible
Oh so many tears I cried, I spent sadly all those nights
And now that I have those letters in my hand
finally I see that I have grown, I have moved on
I used to collect all kinds of crap, and I can call it that
just because they all were filled with fucking promises
I can call it that just because they were beautiful lies
Maybe someday I’ll throw it out, I’m not ready yet
And that is not to say that I am still in deep pain
in fact I am really happy cuz what I read now
Oh so many abbreviations, things were hard to say
Oh so many incoherence, I had to stupidly bear
But something good came from my disappointment
The strength I have now was not for free
And what appeared to be a moment of sorrow
turned out to be one of the biggest smiles I’ve had
Not because I’m completely healed or pain free
My laughter was due to what today I have around
..LOVE IT IS
And that can where I’ve kept all that shit
Won’t be opened not now, not soon anytime
And if it is, it will be just as a reminder
of what I’m not to carry on my shoulders
of what I’m not to put up with anyone
A simple reminder of fucking promises undone
made by someone who doesn’t believe in the stuff
I put the can back where it belongs
where not the light, where not the air
where not even my mind goes anymore
I guess I should have done that a while ago
…And God Bless Them All
MY BIGGEST & DEEPEST THANK YOU
TO YOU LOVE OF MY LIFE
WITHOUT YOUR TRUST, LOVE AND ALL,
THESE WOUNDS WOULD DEFINETLY
STILL BE HURTING ME STRONGLY
TASP
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