In the Archives of My Mind

Written by: Madalin Bickel

In the archives of my mind
Lie the thoughts that persevere
As brambles in the woods
Their briars bring a tear.

A cry for what has happened
What might have been but naught
For all the disappointments,
Mistakes, and "I forgot."

The pain comes rushing forth
Like a branding iron upon my skin
Burning with the memories
Of broken promises again.

So often have I heard
Of what I cannot do
That my small successes
Seem rare and very few.

There is no tomorrow
Only yesterdays and pain
Too much to be remembered 
And too little to be gained.