This poem is inspired by the Twenty One Pilots album "Vessel"
The title is "Thanks for the Memories" by Fallout Boy
"I'm never what I like,
I'm double sided."
I was staring out my car window,
watching the dark raven sky pass.
The trees were blacker than the sky,
soaring around our small car.
My eyes fixated on a point far beyond me,
lost in the lyrics that reminded me of you.
Everyone tells me to dissociate myself away from you.
To move past the pain and the abuse
and go to live in a house of gold.
I pretend I'm above it all;
acting unphazed and uninterested
almost as if it didn't matter.
But when the trees turn black
and the sky is painted with the juice of blackberries
I listen to the migraine in my head,
and think of you.
I think of the two of us screaming and dancing,
laughing,
huddled on the ground crying.
I remember your hand in mine,
singing a prayed to me while I slept.
I remember back to a time when it wasn't all bad.
The happier moments hiding behind my manic depressive memories.
It's two o'clock in the morning in more than one place.
But in this moment I remember;
the millions of two in the mornings,
the billions of smiles, tears, and laughs.
We are finished,
but when the sky is dark
and I watch the blackened woods pass by my car,
I think about your face
the cheeky little right sided wink
as you sang to me.
I thank you for the good moments;
the nights where we sat and listened to vinyl records,
letting the music swell throughout the room.
And I thank you for the bad.
Because of the bad I've learned to be stronger,
to be more in tune with my emotions and learning to do more
for myself.
You taught me to give and the craving to take.
We are finished
"But I know we've made it this far, kid."
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