Blind Emotion

Can we defeat our memories
Can we rid ourselves of something that makes us who we are
will we turn it into nessesities
does it degrade our lives by far

We maime ourselves to forces away things from our past
things that brought smiles and happiness form within
do we force things to never last
do we unknowingly push the blade deep in

why do we force ourselves this hidden denial
blinding our eyes form lifes diamond lining
why do we push ourselves to the brink, to a choice, one suicidal
trapping ourselves in chains unbinding

why is it always love's fault
that breeds hate so undeciding
that scars perminant, like a wound dressed with salt
if its real, it's true and undieing

It is both a curse and a blessing
that some don't care, to proceed with caution
that turn your good thoughts to second guessing
So why do we fill our hearts with such blind emotion