forgetting once and for all
Are these memories
or nightmares?
born from the woes infesting my mind
these blood stained memories
I attempt to forget
and I attempt to forget remembering,
yet your demonic eyes
your scalding
your loathing
your staining eyes
like blood upon my clothing
your gaze
burrows beneath my skin
bores into my heart
and breaks past my veil of ignorance.
Your eyes exhume my memories
the ones with in the sepulcher
beneath the weathered tomb stone
with no flowers to decorate the grave.
They puncture my heart like needles of ice
from the piercing rain
drenching the soft dirt
and cascading from my eyes.
The ice doesn't melt
as scarlet seeps from the wounds
the blood saturates into the seams of my white shirt
soaking me in my own blood
as punishment for remembering.
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