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A Letter to a Friend From Memory Lane


Sorry you turned out to be burnt and stale

Like snacks being left open in someone

Else's pantry way too long

We had smiles and laughs

But that was yesterday's song

I know you have demons

Tucked away but your minds more of a black hole

Sinking everything together and not letting me say

Why I'm hurt or what got me sad

I've got my own curse of demons

Sure, I might tuck them on an old dusty bookshelf

And then I have days where my brain

Goes down memory lane

& That's the difference between me and you

Toxic you are and it's so easy to be sucked away forever

I wish you luck and happiness with only good times

But I remember how I felt that gravitation

So I regret to inform you I am denying that invitation


Welcome

Hello! My name is Taryn. I am getting my masters in Creative Writing at Southern New Hampshire University

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