All it takes is just a moment
for everything to fall apart again
One little flash of memory
like a knockout punch from the past
Right across the chin and I’m down
I think some part of me prefers this
The broken breaking bondage best forgotten
It keeps me held tightly
to things better left behind
Clinging on to hope for outcomes
that I’ll never see
Because at least then I know
and the knowing is stronger
with the fear that I have lost
What was once and always meant to be
the weight of uncertain knowledge
keeping me away from the potential
meant to take the place
of all these memories
that slow me down and hide me from light
