I'm drowning in my own confession
I've asphyxiated with these self-aggression
Stop this nonsense, theres no such thing.
And all of this shouldn't be happening.
The past is gone but memories never forgot.
All of this leaves everything in a knot;
Leaving broken dreams and twisted memories,
That are written into unspoken reality
"The past is gone but memories never forget."
That is, truly, a very nice poetic reference, Kate. This poem, to me, seems to focus upon some rather profound emotional probings, but I think I can basically comprehend your overall, underlining message here. I feel that the word structure is solid and offers satisfactory sentimental effect for the readers. To me it sort of comes across as some type of a heart-felt tribute to the past. (I also think that the final two lines are impressive, delivering a compelling, yet visually straining conclusion.)
new_wave_franky
July 25, 2009.