------------------------DISCLAIMER-------------------------- This poem talks about having to deal with the bad side of having a difficult family life and/or have experienced toxic and fake friends. If you find these topics sensitive, do not read this poem ----------------------------------------------------------------- If I could travel back in time and visit any point in my life, I wouldn't. This might seem a little unusual, but trust me, nothing hurt more than the past. It changed me. Maybe a little for the better but mostly for the worse. Unnecessary apologies leave my mouth more frequently than ever before. There's also a strange need to fix everything that wasn't there Three years ago. Certain words and phrases trigger memories that hurt more than words ever have, I even have the $car$ to prove it. Only recently have I started to feel again, but I still slip into that numb, empty shell, every now and then. Being able to feel emotions is a gift that everyone should treasure, because although the bad ones hurt like h3ll, the good ones are what every half-there person wants. If someone raises their voice at me, something inside me clicks, and i either break down or stare blankly at the person in front of me, Their words going through one ear and out the other. Now everything's getting better, but the past left marks that will never go away, which is why I would never choose to go back to visit my past. I will always be here to talk, I will not judged, and can almost always offer words of comfort. You are loved, remember that <333 - Misty
