Nathan Kraft

Rookie - 0 Points (December 25,1991 / Lake Elsinore)

Contreversy - Poem by Nathan Kraft

The Memories are my Keepers,
Bouncers from the Past.
Reminding me of History
I Wish I Didn't have.
The Memories are my Mirrors,
Showing me who I am.
Telling me What I've Done,
and Who I Could Become.
The Memories are my Torturers,
Twisting and Tearing my Nerves.
Caressing me and Whispering
with the Things That I've Never Heard.
My Memories are my Anchors,
Holding me Back From Life.
Showing me What I've Seen, So Much
That it Deeply Shadows my Eyes.
My Memories are Forsaken,
Hated, Awful Thoughts.
Because to me Remembering
Recalls to me What's Lost.
My Memories are my Radio,
Replaying my Favorite Songs.
Played so Much I've Memorized
The names of Friends Long Gone.
The Memories are my Clouds
Blotting Out the Sky.
And When Drops Fall down and Powder My Face
I Cry for every Lie.
My Memories are my Forest.
Growing and Branching new Thoughts,
Rooted deep Inside my Soul,
and Harboring new Beliefs.
My Memories are my Windows,
Peepshows to my Mind.
Opening a Forgotten Door,
to Sights I've Seen too many times Before.
The Memories a Controversy,
Telling me What I want to Hear.
And All I Have to do to Remember You,
Is Face my Anguished Tears.

Comments about Contreversy by Nathan Kraft

  • David Kraft (10/9/2008 12:00:00 PM)

    Insightful, and true. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 3, 2008

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