To give a sad man
a burst of happiness
only to take it away so quickly
is a dangerous thing.
Time will continue ticking for him
even when you have passed.
You may forget memories
as you see his face less and less
but he can not forget.
No drug he tries or poison he drinks
has cured him of his night terrors,
You will see him less and less.
He’d like to be gone now.
No amount of pain can match his
heart being torn from his already empty body.
No amount can give him the amnesia he needs.
He’ll wander at night searching for a car
a truck, a mugger, murderer.
A pain that will take away his memories.
The good and the Bad.