⪻Poem #23⪼
The mysterious part of me
The side I'm afraid to see
The one who willingly
Tried to forget the present, so heartlessly.
The mysterious who wants to live on the past
To those memories that shouldn't last
Why does it keep magnifying my flaws,
My misfortune and my loss?
What should I do for it to be tossed
Out of my brain, every night
I have the feel to fight,
Why do I have such one prickly rose?
