Wardah Ahmed Poet Free verse

The Haunted Memory

I long to hide in a hole and stay hidden
Embarrassment haunts me as the memory resurfaces
All eyes punish me with their glares

My moral sense did not guide me
For it was not developed
At 14, my young mind did not know consequences 

I beat myself up in my mind
I scream to make it better
But the anxiety never goes away

the memory never fades
As it uninvitedly resurfaces, I relive it 
Over and over and over again

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Mark Peterson July 15, 2018 at 12:38 AM I wish such things would pass and ache when they don’t go. So now I stop and dream, in hopes I’ll make it so. We are all entangled, and what changes in me also changes in you.

Stranja Depoet July 9, 2018 at 1:41 AM Nice write my friend

Becca Teagan July 8, 2018 at 12:42 AM Forgive yourself. Learn from your mistakes. But don't beat yourself up over them. Hugs

Lyric Man July 7, 2018 at 10:00 PM Hi Wardah.. We live in a crazy, sometimes scary, world of reality. But here on this page is another world.. one of wonder, creativity, adventure, and imagination. Stoping in and checking out your skillful write is the highlight of my day!