Part of Healing

With eyes open wide I tremble in fear
At the growing darkness that slowly nears.
Creeping up the burnt edges of my past
To ensure that happiness never lasts.

It persists, inconsiderate and rude.
I want to stop it but I don’t know if I should.
This shower of memories might just be
The cure to all the unhappiness in me.

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