Memories

Memories are bitter tokens
of words that were left unspoken
now they leave me torn and broken
eating me inside

They have left me filled with hatred
they who left me torn and tainted
they, who left me broken, wasted.
My fate they decide.

Memories always creating
pain that leaves me bleeding, breaking
Always to pounce they are waiting,
they know I can't hide.

Memories they break my heart
striking me like a thousand darts
leaving me stuck at the start.
the end; my chance has died.

(ps: a great big bear hug to Reanna, who helped me through evil writer's block!)