Broken Past

A MEMORY it can either make us or break us. There's are those memories that we keep locked up in a box and throw away the key, then there are some that we welcome with open arms. I much rather prefer the second one as much as everyone else but that's not the case...

Memories they can either be made by yourself or made freely with other people amongst you, But with the gift of being able to remember also come the consequence of not being able to forget. No mater how hard you try or the more memories you make to try to replace it, there's always that one memory you can never forget.

In my case that one memory eats me up everyday. It's locked up in the back of my mind always there but never forgotten. It pops up in my mind in the most unexpected time taunting me, forcing me to remember the events that unfolded that one day. It makes me remember the screaming, the blood, the hiding.

But with memories comes the choice of ignoring it and continue one with your life just as I always do.