Ripped up forever

My roots forever collecting dirt,

Dank and dark

The memories hanging on

Through moving, moving

Moving on

Fresh old start

Move,

Boxes high

Fall, cascade down

My life, I sit

It’s all rushing by,

A wild, fearful blur

And we move on again…

The eventual move between cities

An escape from everything

Lies in my wake,

Lies to my school

Lies to my parents still;

They never knew.

Some semblance of reality returns,

Trying to let go

Let go, forget, don’t hold on

Semblance of success;

I pretend away everything still not right…