Past
I wish I could remember Everything that has happened. But apparently, I’m incapable Because nothing makes sense. I have no childhood. Only few memories I hold. I know that I’m protecting myself From a life I wish I didn’t have. But not remembering is torture. It makes me wonder How horrible my life truly was. Of the few memories I do have I can not tell if they are real Or if I’ve created them In a frail attempt To set my mind at ease. Yet I know some are real. Things you do not know Are stored in my brain. If only you knew, Then you’d probably be insane. I know these must be real Because no one has told me these things. Although I’ve grown There are many things still a mystery. Maybe one day my past will resurface. When I’m ready to handle All of the memories I have blocked out. For it’s harder not knowing It’s so bad That I wont remember Kind of makes me mad Not to mention scared Of everything that has occurred. Written April 11th, 2002 © on Apr 11 2002 08:27 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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