I remember

Things that I remember on dark and lonely nights. Things that I would rather not remember.

I remember.

How could I forget?

I’m aware of you lurking in the corner

and obscuring yourself within my shadow.

I remember.

I still feel it

the cold embrace of control

and the rivulets finding their way into adulthood,

becoming torrents roaring its way through fabrics.

I remember

The trembling and pounding

that preceded you

and I know I thanked you

for the solace you gave.

I remember

saying we can’t do this anymore.

So I dance in the sun and avoid your domain

but the candlelight is starting to flicker.

I remember

all of the times I ignored you.

Acting as though you didn’t exist anymore,

but I knew the truth.

I remember,

how hard I tried not to remember.

How I closed my eyes and

sang real loud to pretend you were gone forever.

I remember

how nice you felt

as I finally laid down

and stopped resisting.

I remember the blood flowing free,

and I cannot wait to feel carefree

as the blood finally ends me.

Reviews

[lostnstars]

This is like putting a strong front and even telling yourself that someone is not worthy of your time or anything at all. I used to this as well, but sometimes when i'm in bed, i think of them all of a sudden and it kinda sucks. I do wish everyone can move on so quickly.

I really love this poem, please keep on writing, you're amazing :)

[John the Baptist]

All of the imagery seems to point to abuse at an early age. Of such things are nightmares made. Well done.