The Memory

Darla Cooke on Jul 3, 2009

Tags: childhood, memory, neighborhood

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I want the memory to go away.

The memory haunts me every night,

leaving my body trembling in fright.

You always return in my dreams.

The quiet is broken by my screams.

You were the terror of my neighborhood.

A scary nightmare from my childhood.

My innocence you have taken away.

I don’t want this memory to stay.

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Comments (13)

Mr Ghaz on Jul 3, 2009
Another great poem..wonderful work..thanx for sharing this memory story
alc on Jul 3, 2009
wonderfully written!!!!
stryka66 on Jul 3, 2009
Oh, the tyranny of memory – well written
goodselfme on Jul 3, 2009
Nice flow and rhyme, friend.
lh on Jul 3, 2009
perhaps some therapy may help,

find a way out,

ur mind changes no doubt
Deep Blue on Jul 3, 2009
Memories could be haunting at times. well written.
STEVE666 on Jul 3, 2009
Disturbing, Darla. Now THAT’S scary!
Jamie Myles on Jul 3, 2009
Wow! this is scary. Well done Darla.
irishpen on Jul 3, 2009
Awww..Blessings upon you sweety!
rajeev bhargava on Jul 3, 2009
a really intense poem written with originality. brilliant!!
stumbleuponwriter on Jul 4, 2009
Awesome, Darla..
livemike on Jul 4, 2009
Forgiveness is the only way to stop this..When you do this you will start to live again..Its time to live….
CutestPrincess on Jul 23, 2009
memories always haunts us….

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