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Jul. 29th, 2018 @ 02:23 pm Poem - Bad Memories
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The poem “Bad Memories” was inspired by a photo I saw on Tumblr. It featured a standard cardboard box labeled: “Bad Memories, Do Not Open”.

Bad Memories

I put the bad in a box
seal the top against the thoughts
that seek to crowd out the good
in pursuit of the dark desires
sanity is my wistful want
release from shadows that persist
with no source that others see
silhouettes with gloom’s intent

if only I could step beyond
destruction found in sentiment
wrecking all that I perceive
with influence few can deny
tendrils born of the past
snaking deep into my brain
ghosts believing life exists
beyond their time to pass away

they haunt my life when released
not fully buried in quiet graves
these revenants I thought dead
spill to days with no relief
now the box overflows
worms with malice for my soul
the top no longer holding tight
the darkness spills over life.

© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20180729.
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