the crunch of the gravel under the car tires
the finality of it all, was too hard to comprehend
the last goodbye, the tears && the memories.
the hill that led to the town store
the car gained speed as we drove down the mountain
it was the fastest exit of my life
it was all too fast to take in
too hard for me not to cry
it was just too hard to say goodbye.
the last time on route 7
the local lake rippled as we drove past
the leaves stirring up on the dirt road.
it was the most pathetic moment
a family torn over a house
&& the result an argument that no one ever won.
the key turned locking the door
now there was no chance of returning
it was over.
my childhood memories
my peace && tranquility, trapped inside.
forgotten by many, but not me.
my life sits there on top of a hill, quiet && alone with no one there for it to love...
1 comment:
Damn that was good!!!! I totally feel the emotions in this poem, it must have been hard to leave all of those memories behind, but u can still make new ones ^_^
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