I carry too much-
things I should have left fall,
names I no longer speak,
moments that never stop echoing.
My back aches with memories
that dontbelong to me anymore.
But I keep them.
Because I don't know
what's left
......
I carry too much-
things I should have left fall,
names I no longer speak,
moments that never stop echoing.
My back aches with memories
that dontbelong to me anymore.
But I keep them.
Because I don't know
what's left
......