I work so hard to try to forget
But the heart has tentacles that pull me back
Back to the sadness
Back to the pain
Back to the memories
And like a run away train
The tears fall all over again.
my journey to get to a better me
Roanoke Rapids High School Class of 70
breathing fire for our exceptional children
The late night ventures of me.
I can, at least, tell you where my mind is.
by Elysa Henegar