POEM STARTER

Submitted by Maranda Quinn

The Burden of Memory

Write a poem that could have this as its title.

Why Does It Dawn On Me?

Why does it dawn on me,

When I try to forget it?,

Leaves me in misery,

Why can’t I abandon it?


Why does it dawn on me,

When skies are cloudless,

When I’m feeling like opal,

A colorful stone of hope?


It swallows me whole,

Surrounds me with dread,

A roach I can’t stomp onto,

As it grows, it spreads.


It’s all I can imagine,

Everything I see,

Makes me tear out my strands,

Makes my eyes bleed.


I’m lost in this burden,

This forest housing memories,

That haunt in pitch black,

Taping my mouth from screams.


_“Save me!”,_ but no one hears,

I’m left to fight alone,

I’m left to suffer the shame, hurt,

It’s everything I see.


Why does it dawn on me?

Why can’t I save myself,

From the sludge of thick gloom,

That’ll stick on my skin for days?


(Yesterday I hit my 100 day streak so yippee!!)

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