Hidden

Summer days leave much too fast

As if the sun rays were waving goodbye

At every step my mind could grasp

The memory although never dies

Sometimes ticks of the clock sound furious

Telling me not to live in the past

Jesus knows of the thoughts that make me curious

To keep on pretending that time moves fast

Each day the wonder of remembering

Makes me think twice

Life made me have thoughts which were angering

People aren't always that nice

But my heart knows the sad truth

I have buried it beneath my bed

Summer was like a broken tooth

Just attempting to shut the thoughts off my head

I know now where I stand

Flashbacks are like ghosts that never let your soul go

But even the most perfectly made airplane doesn't always land

I’ll take the next opportunity and go

This is the video to demonstrate how I self published my poem