When I woke this morning, things were fine,

Things were all settled in my mind.

I was having a wonderful day,

Things all seemed to be going my way.

 

Then suddenly, they were here again,

Flashbacks and memories, bringing back the pain.

Never a warning, it's like a slap in the face.

Leaving me feeling like a total mental case.

 

I screamed, "go away, leave me alone."

I want these memories dead and gone.

I wish they'd go back from whence they came,

Knowing still, they'll be back again.

 

© 2002
Janice Jarnagin