Memory

If memory serves right, I’ll hate for all time
If memory serves right, I’ll have misery for life
If memory serves right, I’ll hurt every moment
If memory serves right, I’ll be trapped by the past

As infinite moments clamour for attention,
Why do I stay ensnared by this one?
Is it choice, or insanity,
Is it penance, or depravity?

On the shores of time’s infinite,
Where others stand in awe,
I kneel in humble obeisance,
And let my memory gnaw…

– Raziel ©2017

via Daily Prompt: Infinite