How it fails us

A very short piece

At some point

Our memory fails us all

Mine failed me

By not allowing me to forget

Reviews

[Gee]

To many write to much and say very little. This says loads and is as short as my sight. Sweet

[Duckey]

Thankyou so much xx

[jesswrecks]

There is nothing I love more than a short piece of work.
I always think, "How much truth can fit into such few words?"
And think this piece is a great point of that. Any type of memory a person holds,
even the smallest, can hold such an impact, never ceasing.

[Duckey]

Thankyou! I think that this is one of my favorite things i have written for exactly that reason

[KirstMind]

I love this.. Its as though your mind has captive your inner peace as a hostage.
Short yet powerful. Good job!

[Duckey]

That should be By not But by the way all xx

[therisa]

Oh Emily, I want to take you, in my arms, and hug you. Your memory has failed you, rather, has given you, time to heal. I know, this sounds strange, but it's true. I know, in later years, you will cherish these memories, as being special times, to hold on to. Please trust me, I have walked down this road, myself, with the death of my opa, on my 14th birthday. In the three + decades, since, I have found myself, looking back, to those special time, I had, with him, as a child. Finding myself, laughing that those moments, which have brought a smile, to me. And yes, I do miss him, very much, every day. Just to see his toothless grin, offering his "candy" to his grandchildren, is a priceless memory, I wouldn't trade for anything, in the world.

[Duckey]

Thankyou for your kind words xx This poem however is based upon something I know I will never cherish, and really just wish every day to forget.

[therisa]

Your welcome, Emil. I hope one day, the pain will lessen for you, so you move on. Not saying forgetting, for that never happens.