There is no way to put down
The crushing weight
Of everything I am forced
To remember,
The sharp images,
Searing fragrances,
And crisp sounds
Play in a loop,
And my mind wanders,
At times,
But does not dare
Leave the confines of
Dark, imposing memories,
For it knows
That if I’d will myself
To forget everything,
Everything will forget
Me in a blink as well,
And a mind when empty
Might scream louder
Than when it is being
Weighed down by everything
It remembers!
©Aaysid
“I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.”
Franz Kafka
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