Time Capsule

poem about ghosts that everyone has and everyone tries to hide.

In a shoebox under my bed are all the,

 

Things I never said.

The lies I never told.

The dreams I let grow cold.

The hearts I never broke.

The things I never stole.

The people I never hurt.

 

The memories I don't want to forget.

The love I can't let go.

Your smile sealed in an envalope.

A picture in a cracked frame,

A sad reminder of all my mistakes.

 

All the days that passed me by,

sitting on the floor trying not to cry.

The poems that you wrote.

This is all I have to remember you by.

 

In a shoebox,

under my bed,

all your artifacts lie.

Author's Note

i tried hard to express the feeling of losing someone and then the feeling of the loss ,and then all the mistakes you made with that person, following you around.