It holds me down

Down in the water

It lets me drown

It lets me wander

Deserts and oceans

Watches me falter

Watches me trip

And bleed

Over my own blade

Memory

It ties me to you

It sows my skin up

It pulls me through

And above

Memory

You are why I panic

You are why I shake and cry

When I wake up in the middle of the night

God, memory!

Why?

Why?!

What did I do as a child

To have these scars as early as five

Why did I think as a child

That I wasn’t strong enough

And I had to lie

Why did you sow my mouth shut

Why couldn’t I explain the cuts

And why when I’m past it

I’m past my relapses

I’m pass every one of these ‘stages’

I think one person can have!

YOU

Come back

To haunt me

You

Come back

Every time, memory