I Remember

I remember Woolworth’s, round plastic seats, shitty food that was hard to eat. I remember being to stoned to remember, I remember being high from January to December. in those days I could write, tablets and sheets and paper white, I remember not needing nor wanting to type. I remember staying out usually all night, waiting in the parking lot to fight, loosing fights and getting my ass kicked, crawling home to get my wounds licked. I remember throwing rocks from rooftops, getting beat down by dirty cops. home was never a home to me, wondering why daddy didn’t want me. I remember New York and her neon lights, I remember roaming her streets at night. taking the J train to Woodhaven Blvd. , Dope was my only God. I remember wanting to die, running out of tears to cry. I remember waking and seeing a Priest, What I want to remember least. I remember God saying its not my time, the Devil saying it will all be fine. I remember hanging on to my last breath, wondering why I didn’t chose death. I remember the pain in her eyes, why she wanted me alive. I remember loosing all hope, the pains of kicking dope. I remember the weeks I couldn’t sleep, the weeks I couldn’t eat. waking in cold sweats, I remember all the regrets. I remember she remembered me, she became we. I remember now what it is to love, I remember now that there is a God above. I remember now as I remember then, I remember Woolworth’s as the beginning of the end….... *********************************************************************