Memory (Branch off of "I Remember")

February 21, 2014

Memory

I remember the screaming, echoing a ring in her ears

Green eyes so close they blurred everything else

A pressure in her head from all the noise

I remember a father, teaching his daughter to fight with a blade

Falling asleep with it’s cold metal curled tightly in her fist

Hoping no one ever finds it

I remember the playground, sitting by herself

Reading about Harry and Romeo

Re-playing In The Aeroplane Over The Sea in her mind

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