out with the memories

out with the memories

A Poem by sara

written on a whim last night, enjoy.

She walks along a cobbled road,
wind tearing at her hair.

Her back is toward the fading glow
of a family that actually cares

Look, theres a father, a mother
content with each other

No cursing, no guns
or midnight drug runs

To draw them apart;
Blood drained from the heart

She stops and she sighs,
weariness closing her eyes

Curled up in the snow
her soul pleading to go

So cold yet so warm
just braving this storm

Of life and regret...
she (finally) begins to forget

Of the family, the slush
memories out with the rush

Of a life slowly ending,
the will to live bending...bending...and rending

© 2010 sara

Author's Note

all critisism's and critique's are very welcome and appreciated =)

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Added on October 7, 2010
Last Updated on October 7, 2010



clifton, NJ

right these mini bio things always come out awkward on my end so lets get it over with im sara, almost 17 and a highschool senior i love escaping into a good book (or even a semi good book) running .. more..

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