To Kill a Memory

The memories in my head grow loud and strong

With every passing moment and my days of living in vain.

Darkest nights grow darker and brings forth the nightmares.

Nightmares I promised to take away from you, they are mine now.

The sleepless nights and my midnight walks,

There’s no one I can tell this story to,

So I’m writing this vague memory of mine,

For someone to find it and tell me it was worth it.

May be only for a moment, but they meant something to someone;

For a fleeting moment of desperation.

No I’m not selfless enough, just trying to get this burden off my chest and get some sleep.

I need to get away from all this and find my moment of silence; from my memories.

To forget and kill the devil in me that keeps asking for the impossible.

I’m not strong enough and asked for help,

But it was just a small puzzle piece in her life

That she could ignore and replace with something more meaningful to her.

And now I’m sitting here, my piece in my hand,

Trying to fill the gap with whatever I could find,

Some memories and meaningless thoughts.

I wish they’d go away, just like you did.

Take your memories with you as I’m willing to kill for them just to go away.

I failed to learn how to live with them.

It’s time to kill the memories,

The bitterness grows and I’m not scared to spill the blood anymore.