P-R-O
Your initials stain my mind
Making me remember what I wish to forget
Thoughts and memories run through my head
I wish I could forget
People love you
Then they leave you
But the thought of them lingers
Hiding in the back of your mind
Wishing all of it could disappear
But to go away means forgetting
Forgetting all you’ve learned
From the pain and tears
That’ll change the years that are yet to come
Some people are there to break you
Just so you can grow
You’ve helped me mature and learn
And your initials are P, R, and O
This poem is about:
Me