Poetry| Music | Sharing Memories

Skipping daintily through my playlist.
Open wounds and late nights passed by,
Victories and failures swiped without a single thought.

Not this, not that.
What will you settle on?

Spare me,
Have some empathy,

Your surgeons knife in my frontal lobe,
You have my whole mind,
Can you help it find peace?

Play more than a second and you will find a memory,
Play it longer than that and I’ll tell you what they mean to me,

That one was from prom,
That one was my mum.

They are me, these songs, these moments with you,
Don’t just pass them by.

Leave them play and hold me,
Give them new memories,

When others ask what I listen too,
Let me say, It’s always been you.

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