This is a poem about how nostalgia can keep you from moving on in life.
There's a bug inside my brain
My sister's dog died and I wrote a poem to them.
Poem about life.
We live we die, But why fear it. Death is an allusion.
Impossible memories and impossible smiles.
Ever thought about the passing of time, and what time has seen?
Poem I wrote about my depression
I would like to write better, but I hope it's not so bad.
Ghost town lived on with the whispers of song.
Don't worry your sweet little head. It won't ever leave you. One day it will take over. You would give your life for it. And one day you will.