Memory Set Free

August 17, 2011
I try to fall asleep again,
But I remember your words.
I think of them.
This is the bed I've always laid in.
It holds my regrets,
So much guilt, so much sin.
And this is the house where I've always lived.
When your demons chased me
This is where I hid.
But I still can't escape
No matter how far I run.
I see your face in my scars.
Your hands made each one.
This memory is everything I want to set free.
You're so far away,
But your memory haunts me.

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