Memories
I always wondered
which hurt more:
To forget or to be forgotten
I used to think
that being forgotten
hurt more than
to forget
It never did make any sense to me.
Why would the person who forgot
be the one in pain?
After all, they won't be able
to remember.
But,
I finally realized.
To forget can be painful too.
The memories that disappear
carve a never ending abyss of
emptiness.
To forget, means
to lose one part of yourself.
Every memory,
no matter how small,
are a part of you.
With each missing piece,
you lose yourself,
and then, it makes you think
Who am I?
Not namewise,
but as a person,
Who am I?
But as the memories continue
to slip through my hands like water,
pieces of me scatter like sand,
leaving nothing but a hollow doll.
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