Memories

Memories, they frighten me They put me in the time my mind breached And failed to build a stronger wall I don’t know myself at all If I had courage, I could fly I’d keep the dream in a hidden place But I don’t have a grip on it It’s here to tell me I am worthless Memories, they silence me They throw me into reclaimed thinking— And fail to build a better bridge So that I forfeit in it Memories, they hold me down With a grip so warm and vicious I’m used to the hold; I won’t let go But if I had courage, I’d free myself