When I remember to remember the ache creeps in. So easy is it to push aside dreams and in turn head towards a given reality.

When I remember to remember a shadow is thrown. So easy is it to run with the sun and leave behind the darkness in silence.

When I remember to remember the silence breaks. So easy is it to listen to breath and the constant rhythm of the heart.

It beats

I breathe

I cast shadows

I walk the path blind

Yet when I remember to remember

When I choose to not forget. I know.

It is not so easy to escape that which comes from within. Blinding yourself. Ignoring the ache. When I remember to remember I feel sad.

Perhaps I shall forget this too.