Memories

Reflecting upon one's own life. How would you remember yours?

The bullies yelling insults and names at me.
The injuries sustained every so often.
Every betrayal and heart shattering moment.

One would think I let these rule my life,
But I don't.

Maybe I did in the past, but it was very little.

The times I laughed with friends.
The games I played and stories I read.
All my friends,
Happiness,
Love for others,
And the love of my life.

Those are the moments that I choose to focus on.
They were more plentiful and meant more to me.

Even now, as I lay on my deathbed,
Recalling everything I have been through.
Sure, the bad crosses my mind, but it goes by quickly.
All the good lingers in my mind as I think of it.

Taking my last breath,
My hand out of my lover's.
I close my eyes for a final time,
The last thing I see is my love's sad face.

I rest eternally with a smile on my face.

Author's Note

Another one from my advanced creative writing final project notebook.
I don't fully remember how the idea for this one came about. The thought of someone recounting their life vaguely rings a bell when I try to remember.

The poem could be expanded upon into a full story, or added as part of one of the other books I already have in progress.