Memory

There's a memory
crawling up my back
seeping into my soul
jumping into my chest

I try my best to fight it
Although I know I already
lost the fight

I keep struggling kicking
fighting
against the pain
that memory brings along

I don't want to go
through all that
pain, shame, again

After being kicked in my stomach
Hit against my head
I realize I'll have to live with it
Whether I want to or not

This memory is part of my past
How much I want to I cannot
ignore it forgive it forget it
It's part of the past
Which made me who I am today