MEMORIES.

MEMORIES.

A Story by mmonita

Sometimes i lay in bed 
looking for a song
i ve been needing for years
but have not being able to find

i get distracted and start forcing my memory  to work
chasing those moments of peace  before this storm 
just to try to relate or remember  how that feels...but i fail on finding them
i feel they never existed... like the song

then the air around me stops
and my body gets drowned  in fear and pain  
i get so cold
my eyes start watering ...and then ...i go blank.

© 2014 mmonita


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Added on October 31, 2014
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