Review Poem by Emilee

With a blind heart, I jump in.
Forget my inhibitions as I quiet my soul...
I attempt to silence my thoughts; and fail
They're always in the back of my head,
Constantly looming above me.

Still I'm free falling; just dropping, dropping.
I'm shedding it all piece by piece.
Memories brought back from the dead;
Zombie shards of my past
Just flaking off- receding, receding.

I lie here suspended in memories' cradle;
Forced to review all these thoughts
I had previously pushed to the back of my mind.
Fragile thoughts, touchy subjects
Nothing is ever forgotten.