Memories...

Memories...
They can be the one thing to kill you slowly; dragging you by your ankles and pulling you into the despair that is within your own heart.
Then again memories are something to be cherished and valued with every step you take; memories are the things that make you who you are and without them you would be unbalanced.
If you accept your good memories then you have to accept your bad ones too... No matter how hard you try to fight off the clearness of your troubled past it will come back to haunt you and it will get more clear each time you deny it, so maybe it's time to face what you've been hiding from... Just maybe.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree.
"If you accept your good memories then you have to accept your bad ones too... "
Life is like a two-headed coin. Never know what the day will become. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry and memory.
Coyote

[DoormanDan]

You are absolutely right, memories are something to be cherished, even though they can hurt. This is a lovely poem that goes right down to the root of the matter it's talking about. Good job!

[Corrupted Rose]

Thank you.

[DoormanDan]

No problem. :)