Nostaliga
Memory, recollection, nostaligia,
but it feels so fresh.
So much that tears threaten my eyes,
and I try to clear my mind.
So much raw emotion I felt,
that I feel I’ve lost.
That inspirational,
mental flair for drama
that I used to have.
It dulls the life I have now,
as if I’ve lost feeling,
become numb to love.
I wonder,
if this is what it’s like
to be grown up,
or if this is the aftermath
of my once broken heart.
The memories seem so distant,
but the scars have settled in.
I want my heart back whole.
