I remember...

Stillness consumes me a second

whilst the twilight falls upon my skin.

Enveloped in silence,

Nothing breaks the hum of emptiness.

Alone with broken memories

unrepairable, unrepenting,

An onslaught of pictures from the past,

My breathing quickens,

I remind myself

there is light

somewhere,

If

I can escape

The strength of the war cry

Occurring within the firing of synapses.

I remember what you did, and I forgive you.

Author's Note

Written at a very difficult time. I'd love to hear what you think

Reviews

[Floundering About]

Everything before the last line sounds like the internal struggle (or even impossibility) to forgive. Being "alone with broken memories, unrepairable, unrepenting" sounds to me like the experience of being unable forgive oneself. But then there is this last line, saying not only that all is forgiven, but specifying "you." A command to yourself, "you," spoken from a now seperate "I"? Or do the wrongs of the other really impact with such frustration? In other words I'm not sure where to locate the loss in this poem, inside or outside. I am fascinated, and am admittedly psychologizing this poem.

[Amaunet]

I think you're trying to say that while you remember the bleakness and pain, the anger and feeling of being lost that for you're own sake to free yourself to travel into that light, that you are forgiving the person who hurt you. Not because you have to but rather because you need to. Am i right?