Why is it my memories haunt me
When i had kept then so hidden before
I thought i had managed to keep them away
And bolt them behind a closed door
The memories are as clear as glass
But still the words arent there
So i keep them bottled up
Because i thought no-one would care
But now my memories are out in the open
And all of them need to be said
All i need now is to speak out and talk
And the demons will leave my head
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
They say if you talk about your troubles it helps heal and drive the demons away. I hope they are right, because after my Chrissie trilogy is finished, I am hoping that the demons that haunt me will go back to Azkaban where they belong. Oh Yes, I love Harry Potter: -) . This is another deep, meaningful piece that many can identify with. A 10+++++. Love & hugs, Barbara