Bottle Memories
Posted by: Masha Huq on: April 8, 2009
I ll keep my memories in a glass bottle, and hide somewhere where nobody can see. Whenever I look into the mirror in silence the memory flashes through me. Each memory cost a lot of bleeding which can never be heal.I want to scream , release me from this curse , its too much to bear! Sometimes I wish I were a little kid again, skinned knees are easier to fix than broken memories! Have you ever been hurt and the place tries to heal a bit, and you just pull the scar off of it over and over again?
3 Responses to "Bottle Memories"
May 23, 2009 at 8:56 pm
Your memories are what makes you Masha. We all have a bottle of dreams and memories hidden away and you are right about the days of skinned kness. Who said you have to fix broken memories? Just put them in your canvas and make a montage of all the scenes…Happiness is not only happy memories but memories that keep you alive and sometimes pain is also needed to feel that life is so beautiful.
April 2, 2010 at 4:39 am
Every black rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn—-listen to this song by Poison 1988′ ……hope you heal,,its helped me move along through the worst of times Masha…you write very well, keep it up
April 25, 2009 at 6:34 pm
Don’t think so u have only sorrow memories, u must have some pleasure memories. Look, you will get thousands of elements around to accuse but must find one single thing to live with………..look at your good memories, they are colorful.