Memories Of My Nightmare

My memories of my prolonged nightmare,
In flashback striking.
These memories always caught me unawares.
You used to tell me
To let it go… How?
Though I was well into my twenty four,
Bits and pieces of my nightmare keep haunting me
You always made me feel otherwise, made me laugh
But why can’t I kill these memories – letting it go
Instead I keep discovering pieces of the
puzzle that were missing.