Drowning in a flood of memories
My attempts at forgetting are in vain
The past is closing in on me
As the scenes play across my brain
Shutting them out is useless
It's like locking them inside
There's people laughing and pointing
All the while I cried
My parents screaming and shouting
As the memories remind me
There's no escape route from it
And I dare not try to flee
I stand there defenseless
As they slow fade away
The past is merely lessons
Forming who I am today
How beautuful!
Past are the colours,that float in the lake of mind,which we call memories.As u know in water,colours can't last long.So in our mind it fades away.Chase u cant find it.look,its gone. "they slow fade away"
But though the memories gone ,u still remain,clean and fresh.
Look, that's ur true identity.That purity is you.
Memeories they play around in the whirlpool of mind.Cant trust them always:)
so dont be sad,if ur past has given u sth harsh.
go on with life.>>>
Excelllent thoughts in your work.