Poems
FOREVER REPLAY
I cannot believe this pain I feel,
Wishing that I would just heal.
My lips stay firmly pressed,
While I try to get my mind to rest.
Over and over the memories would play,
Reliving till my dying day.
Always this will be,
My own private misery.
I do not like this personal home movie,
But it is something I am forced to see.
Forever replaying in my mind.
With all the horror outlined.
I keep searching for a way to make it stop,
But no matter what I do it will just start over at the top.
So forever I am stuck sitting here,
No longer able to shed a tear.