Poems From The Dark Minded

I Can Still See It

It happened oh so long ago,

Yet the memories seem to follow me in toe

I try to force the awful times away,

Yet it seems I simply have no say

Things are better now and I'm alive,

Forgetting those awful times are a goal to which I strive

Why must I still suffer after it is over,

It crushes me like a boulder

I live free and in peace,

But the haunting days never cease

I feel the warmth of the sun,

But it also reminds me of the times where for others, it was over and done

I try not to let it haunt me when I sleep,

Yet, in my head, the memories still seem to seep 

I stay strong, no matter the memory,

For I am the holder, and to live with them, I am the key