Regret Poem

Pain From The Past

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Brain Dead


Published: February 2018

The memories keep flooding back,
But not one by one.
It's never that easy.
Each of them, chained up,
A mosaic of brokenness,
Squeezing through my mind.
Their sharp, crooked edges
Scraping against the walls of my brain.
Each one, different in shape,
But familiar in pain.
They scratch against my innocence,
Something that can never be taken back.
Never to heal.
And when a shred of light or happiness
Begins to dance through my brain,
It cannot help but notice the scars around each corner,
A constant reminder,
An annoying linger and itch.
Never to go away.


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