September Poem by Jackson Wings

It's not what it seems, these nightmares only make you wanna scream inside your dreams, but the rest of the world is sound is sound asleep, don't make a peep. These dreams are just memories that haunt me, tearing apart my brain, bringing me pain. You let go so quick, felt like I was beat with a stick, I'm gunna be sick. I want to forget, I need to forget, but I just remember the month of September. It's my saddest memory, and it seems to be driving me crazy from the second to the twenty seventh is what should be forgotten I wanna let you go but I'm too weak, maybe I should just disappear. Because what I fear is I was nothing, because you let me go like it was nothing. I thought I meant something, You really did and I can't forget but I have forgiven I know your reasons and I'm glad for your choices you made your own path that's all that counts and if I could go back to September the month I still remember I would change a thing cause I want you to be happy and if your happy I'll be fine.