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Why Can't I Remember?

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Frustration:

What’s wrong with me? Why am I here? What good am I?
Why can’t I remember? WHY CAN’T I REMEMBER?
A girl sits in the corner as her deep blue eyes well up with tears. She is left with stains on her heart, holes in her brain, and all it leaves is pain.
The heat gathers and rushes through her. Think. Think. Think. Her head collapses as she crawls into her turtle shell.
The hot icy tears smear her face and matts up her long blonde hair. The itching in her throat catches her sobs as she gasps for air, and her body quivers and shakes.
Today the stains are blue, tomorrow might be red…then that thought is gone, sucked into the vortex in my head.
Why am I here? What’s wrong with me? What am I doing? Why am I crying? How do I get out?
Why can’t I remember? Why can’t I remember? WHY CAN’T I REMEMBER?




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