Memories

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I hate those moments in which I remember

Those memories that seem

To have burned a mark on my mind

They make me feel as though

I can never be comfortable in my skin

That I need to scrub till my skin bleeds

Trying to get their touch off of me

I hate remembering

Things i'll never forget

The sound of my head against the wall

How loud his voice was

How scared and sad my screaming was

The restless nights after

The immense feeling of guilt

How when I remember

I feel all of these things again

How when I am doing so well

They just materialize in my mind

And make me trip

And fall back down again

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