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"Echo Of A Memory"

And then it happened,
I was left just standing there,
Accompanied but alone,
Everything I believed in shattered,
Everything I’d hoped for and had faith in,
All torn to pieces
“Is that it?” I thought
You’re going to just walk away?
They did,
They just walked away,
I was betrayed,
And that thought blazed in my mind,
It was a turning point,
The beginning of a new road,
But that pain scarred my heart,
I thought I’d never forget it,
A memory etched into my mind,

Treading a new path now,
Careful steps,
No running,
Not even jogging,
Careful steps,
To keep me from being slashed wide open again,
My scar began to fade,
Now just a ghost of a memory,

Treading a familiar path now,
Cautious steps,
With a few calculated risks,
I’ve grown now,
I can handle a cut,
Not a gash,
But I could handle a cut,
I’m stronger,
And the scars still fading
Now just the echo of a ghost of a memory,

Treading an old path now,
Bounding down with (calculated) reckless abandon,
I can handle a gash now,
Not a stab,
But I could handle a gash,
The scars almost gone,
Now just the memory of an echo of a ghost of a memory,

I know it’s going,
But I also know,
That it’ll never disappear,
No matter how wispy and jaded it is,
It’ll still linger there,
Reminding me that I was far too trusting,
That was when push came to shove,
Shove came to strike,
Strike came to destruction,
Destruction came to pain,
Pain came to a scar,
A scar still there now,
Still brushed occasionally,
When my faith goes out again,
But I catch myself,
And remind myself,
About a dream of a memory of an echo of a ghost of a memory,
That is still,
And always will be,
Across my heart

Decent poem! Well done.

AliBoy wrote:
> Quality poem Rasta, worth the read.

Cheers. :-)


> Write a book of them and then *WE* can sell them ans make loads of
> money.
> :-)

Pfht, I'll give you 10% if you agree to manage me :-P
>
> You should post more of your poems.

There's quite a few of them up in the "Your Words" topic in the DVD forum.

Quality poem Rasta, worth the read.

Write a book of them and then *WE* can sell them ans make loads of money.
:-)

You should post more of your poems.

Thought provoking stuff. And your're 13? Wow.

Grix Thraves wrote:
> Yup. I was stopping myself from reading this until I was in the mood,
> glad I did, because it's great. Keep it up Rasta, love to read stuff
> from you.

Thanks Grix :-) Ditto you too :-D

Yup. I was stopping myself from reading this until I was in the mood, glad I did, because it's great. Keep it up Rasta, love to read stuff from you.

Cool poem. I like the pacey style of the text.

loki wrote:
> Fantastic post. I loved it. Nothing else to say really!

Woah, thanks Loki :-)

The GingerLord wrote:
> Wow. That was really good. I can't think why no-one has commented on
> this yet? Not sure what to add really, except that I hope that you
> have gotten over whoever this is about.
> Just sort of letting you know someone has read it!

Heh, cheers.

It's actually about my friends from my last school, I had to go somewhere different from where they were all going. What happened was, they basically just walked and left me, by myself. Only one stayed in contact, but he was the one person who I expected to anyway (He's been my best friend since the age of 3). Like it says, I felt betrayed and lost and that taught me never to fully put my faith or trust into anyone, except Ben and my family.

I still find myself lending my trust out, but again, like it says, I always catch myself and remind me. The experience has made me bitter and cynical, I know that and I know it's sad that I can't really trust anyone, at the moment anyway.

It's good in a way I suppose that I learnt that lesson sooner rather than later, but good god did it hurt.

Fantastic post. I loved it. Nothing else to say really!