Slaughtering Memories

Tell me how to slaughter memories
Because I’m more scared of them
Than ghosts, monsters and terrorists
They have a way of creeping up on you
Like a shadow you can never escape
Just when you thought you fled the past
It comes, sudden and unannounced,
To make your heartbeat stagger and quiver
Sometimes all it takes is a familiar sight
Of mountains and sunsets and cobbled walks
To undo all those years spent on letting go

38 thoughts on “Slaughtering Memories

      1. Been better πŸ™‚ .. sorry to say that somehow getting worse… but let us see. At least, I got worked up about a cause and decided to get back to the blog… πŸ™‚ At least, that is there.. maybe not permanently, but until I can still sit and write..

        Hope you are well too. It has been so long..


      2. Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. But it’s good that you decided to get back on blogging. Welcome back! πŸ™‚

        Yes, it’s been awhile. I’m good. Hope things will get better on your end. πŸ™‚

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  1. I wish I had the answer to this…old memories can be so uncomfortable. From a theoretical standpoint I know it’s probably best to let ourselves feel the emotions they trigger: while acknowledging that the past is the past and feelings are just feelings. But in practice this is very hard to do.


    1. They are. I think it was Nizar Qabbani who said, “The most dangerous heart disease: strong memory.” And yes, it is easier said than done to acknowledge the past and let feelings be feelings. I believe it gets better with time though. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Josh. πŸ™‚

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    1. You are absolutely right. They help shape the person that we become. We can only hope that it’s for the better. Thank you for the visit and the follow. Have a great week. πŸ™‚

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  2. This reminds of the reason why most of us can’t get over a lost love. When someone leaves us…we grieve… we cry… its really hard not to be with them anymore…but sometimes i think is it really the love we lost that we are crying about; or is it the memories that make us cry harder?


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