No... I am still not asleep

[Haole Girl]

dammit.

So, I tried to write something... but I think it's just trash....
but I'll share it anyway. Maybe I shouldn't ... I'm sorry if it's too intense.

I didn't title it... because it doesn't even really seem like a poem...


Tears rolled down her cheeks
And out of the side of her eye
she saw her cat wince

and she felt that old familiar pain...
remembering how her mother used to cry
into her pillow at night
and the promise she made
even as a child - to herself -
to never hurt young children...
to never cause them to worry, like that

She began to cry even harder
and wondered if she'd ever stop making
messes she couldn't clean up

Funny how memories come back
at the least opportune moments...
when a person thinks they've successfully locked them up.
Instead, the memories seem to go on a wild rampage
like an escaped convict
on the middle of the night

The old cough syrup begins to work
and she is so relieved....
some pain is more agonizing than others
some memories should never be allowed
to come back...

If there could be a way...
to forget
tonight

to forget
completely...

she would.

[Breeze54]

1. Well done! ~~ Bravo!

:applause: :applause:

It speaks to me....

Thank You.

:hug:

[Haole Girl]

2. Really?

Wow... thank you. :hug:

[Breeze54]

3. Yeah....

"Funny how memories come back
at the least opportune moments...
when a person thinks they've successfully locked them up.
Instead, the memories seem to go on a wild rampage
like an escaped convict
on the middle of the night"

:hug: