How can I forget
All that I have left behind?
Can I ever forget
All that joy, pain,
Happiness, grief
And all the achievements and mistakes?
Can I truly turn my back
On all of these things
Which have made me what I am?
But I must, out of necessity,
For I am going insane.
It is too painful
To relive it over and over again.
But I cannot forget,
I will not forget.
It may be too painful
But each memory must prized.
Bitter lessons must be learnt,
And sweet joys remembered.
Sour, sweet, bitter,
Or some mixture,
Life is one and all.
Each memory is a gem,
To be kept safe,
E’en though it hurts,
E’en though each is a sharp knife,
Pricking my heart.
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