Memory

Remembering a memory.

A memory, in my mind, 

very faded and undefined. 

A memory so small,

yet so powerful like alcohol. 

I can feel soft wind blowing through my hair,

then suddenly it all just becomes a nightmare. 

Tears, all I see is tears.

I have never seen so much in my 10 years. 

What is this feeling? 

This pain, that I’m still healing. 

I see no light but darkness,

falling in the endless. 

Feeling hopeless,

and stiffness. 

I see a graveyard, surrounded by sad faces.

I was sitting there, faceless. 

I couldn’t hear nor speak,

I couldn't handle it, I was too weak.

I went to my room, crying out loud,

I was trapped in my own storm cloud.

I felt so broken, I just wanted to shout, 

I opened a bottle that had to spill out. 

A memory, in my mind,

very clear that it shined. 

A memory so fragile, 

yet so harmful and vile.