memories make you
break you
tear you till everything that fed you life
is a murky blur of dotted solitude
till the color becomes a speck
and the darkness (exaggerated)
clouds you and the dregs
of who you never wanted to be
and are all that’s left
of who you are.

memories take you away
from reality that’s a self-fulfilled prophecy
of all that was laid down
before you months ago
and the choices you took
despite the voices
that irked you and grew louder and louder
killing your illegitimate joy (and yet)
it’s memories that sustain you.

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