Memories

I'm walking, always walking.
Further from the truth and closer to the fault.
I'm running, now I'm running.
Away from here and everything else.

You call my name, I turn around.
You ask me why, and I try
to tell you, but nothing comes out.
My lips are moving but no sound is made.

I see you turn and I scream.
I scream your name, my name, my reason.
I'm sorry.
You're further now and I scream.
It echoes into the night.
I fall to my knees, still screaming.
My voice taken over by silence.

My head in my hands, I contemplate; and cry.
back heaving, eyes burning, mind racing.
I fall.
Deeper into the darkness I stumble.
I stand.
Alone I stand in the darkness.

I look around me and see nothing.
I stretch my hands out and feel nothing.
I pick a direction; up, down, this way or that.
And run.

Running faster and faster into the darkness,
I come upon the door to my memories.
The good, the bad, the ugly.
I stand and stare for a while
When I finally decide to enter.
My heart races when I touch the knob;
Fingers grip, wrist turns, eyes close.