A Poem by Sarah Lynn

Memories, Memories fill this house.
These walls hold a billion secrets.
Telling stories..the longest stories ever told.
Longer than any book Ive ever read.
These walls talk.
Reminding me of all the memories that reside here.
Driving me crazy, every time I step foot in here.
Yet, I always come back.
I just keep coming back.. torturing myself.
And for what reason?
This house is poison but, I'm in love with it.
These memories make me feel.
A scar that you just keep reopening.
Just to remember, just to feel...
I could go on forever..

© 2014 Sarah Lynn

Author's Note

Sarah Lynn
Another one I wrote a while back while I was away.

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i like this i often feel trapped in the past as well and nostalgia can be painful

Posted 7 Years Ago

Houses do hold secrets. I think that's where the idea of "evil" houses come from, that the house have somehow come to life because of the people's secrets trapped in its walls. Most houses are haunted, mostly by the memories of their owners. I like the concept

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on September 27, 2014
Last Updated on September 27, 2014
Tags: memories, Feelings


Sarah Lynn
Sarah Lynn

Rochester, NY

20 Years Old ! I love to just go out and have fun with my friends and boyfrined . I used to write a lot but sort of lost my way , hopefully this will get me started again! Very happy person whose .. more..

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