Remember Me
Dear old friend, I see you
Strutting proudly through the hall
Though I am certain I‘ve been forcefully
removed from your conscious memory
I catch your eye but for a moment
And smile when you falter
Suppressed memories bubbling to the surface
Liberated just long enough for you to remember
I know you don’t like to relive
The time you spent at my side
Duet of shared passions
Devolved into mutual destruction
Quietly unprepared I sat
Years of companionship swiftly severed
by the sharp edge of your tongue
Outwardly silent, inwardly screaming
Bullet to the heart
Blood spilling out, never running dry
Jagged purple scar left behind
Invisible to the untrained eye
I run my hand across the mark - smirking
Daring you to acknowledge my presence
Reforging the broken chains of repression
As you walk on by, blank eyes forward
Forced laughter and empty smiles
Thought to be your normal disposition
Your reputation precedes you, old friend
Only I know who you really are
Sincerely,
The living reminder of the memories
You wish you could forget
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