Memories of waver

A Poem by Terrance

Emotions that let me know I'm human.

Memories of waver

Within the darkness in my mind, the shackles of suppressed memories unfold, into a delicate flower that spurs out the poison of my undoings. Hence I think to thy self "why do I ponder on foolish and relish thoughts on the foundation on what my existence matter to the people around me" yet I feel as if my existence is just equivalent to that of a small snow flake that glitters with the spontaneous outburst of a thousand heartbeats, yet each heart beat slowly fades away into the tides of morals and regrets to soon drown beneath the sea of forgotten memories and sorrow to shatter into pieces of reflected ambitions. Confused, lost and hurt, angry, bitter and sweet, are the combination that twist the fabric of my reality into a divinity renown as revelation and Decay, apocalyptic abomination that is created within my mind and sets back the clock to remind me of the sins I have crowned upon to the people that are dear to me. I'm a unforgiving person that shares the wine of damnation and pity, it taste sweet, yet the juices are squeezed from the snake's venom of Eden, "to recreate a past that I've never had so I can live fantasies that will never last" I've said that to the person who is within my memory, the confinements Of a world that only exists within a realm of deception and happiness. I reach my hand out so I May Oblige to continue the containment of repose and serenity to you and my memories.