
Memories blur
Like old photos
Frosted glass
You can’t see clearly
Stains on your mind
From painful memories
The edges curl up
Fade and twist
What you remember
Might not be true
People say things
Imply things
Change the way you think
Without understanding
Without caring
To fit their stories
Making their lives better
At your expense.
Go out and hold
Your memories tight
Save them like
Green shield stamps
To pay the ferryman
Later…