Leave Me Be, My Memories

Memories stare back at you,
through the mirror in your mind.
You want to leave them all behind.
So smash the mirror,
the cracks will fill with blood.
Blow by blow the mirror shatters,
like your broken dreams.
Life flowing out the seams,
of your wrists,
and turn to scars.
They never heal,
always real.
Pulsing skin,
where to begin.
The flow of relief.
Only temporary,
as your life.
Addicted to this,
monster of steel.
Becoming more real,
as he makes you a meal.
Liquid sorrow he steals,
with memories to seal,
for the not long lasting deal.
To be coated over,
with flowing warmth.
Again and again,
to hide the contents
of this stained envelope.
Inside the locked desk drawer.
Who holds they key,
the razor blade
or the kitchen knife.
Eating your flesh,
bite by bite.
To get to the gold,
just beneath the skin.
Find the relief,
deep within,
your heart.
Scarred and bruised,
it pumps the liquid bliss,
that you frequently miss.
To erase his last kiss.
You never asked for this.
Make it go away,
till your memory is blank.
To be splattered with hate,
seeping into your core.
Wash my soul,
its filthy.
with the stain of your lips,
taking all the space.
I only wish to erase,
the pain in your embrace.
Its killing me.
So i flee.
Into the fields of broken glass.
Drown me with my haunting past.
They never shut up.
So drown them out,
with red blankets.
Made with the riches,
of yourself.
And sleep in peace,
as images begin to dull.
What were they,
you cant recall,
but you don't miss them,
at all.
You only have to worry,
about what lies ahead.
And wait for the moment,
when they beckon again.