Indecision-
It has plagued me for near two decades;
And then, with frivolous concerns.
Which restaurant?
Which color?
What matter?
It doesn't.
It didn't.
And now
Now I am presented with this;
Preserve memory?
Or preserve perseverance?
Many will scoff,
'What use is memory without perseverance?'
Yet what is the point of persevering
Sans memories?
Over the years I've been stripped
Of hopes
Of dreams
Of the very life force that doesn't exist.
Throughout all things,
I've retained my memories.
I am the memories I keep.
My whole being balances for
the songs we sang
the people I've known
the stories I've heard
and the trials I've thrown.
Subtract these and you are left with an emptied carcass
A hollowed branch or
Dry-rotted root;
Others may see their past glory
But the carcass
The branch
The root
Are nothing more that memories
And what are memories
To the memoryless?
Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 9:46 AM UTC
Indecision-
It has plagued me for near two decades;
And then, with frivolous concerns.
Which restaurant?
Which color?
What matter?
It doesn't.
It didn't.
And now
Now I am presented with this;
Preserve memory?
Or preserve perseverance?
Many will scoff,
'What use is memory without perseverance?'
Yet what is the point of persevering
Sans memories?
Over the years I've been stripped
Of hopes
Of dreams
Of the very life force that doesn't exist.
Throughout all things,
I've retained my memories.
I am the memories I keep.
My whole being balances for
the songs we sang
the people I've known
the stories I've heard
and the trials I've thrown.
Subtract these and you are left with an emptied carcass
A hollowed branch or
Dry-rotted root;
Others may see their past glory
But the carcass
The branch
The root
Are nothing more that memories
And what are memories
To the memoryless?
