Memory Quilt

Yes this is me the quilt you sew!!

And its who covered your soul too.

I wear the pain

Patched all over my skin.

Surely you saw me

in these multi-colours?

Pain, Regret, Fear, Rejection and Rage,

Each square resembles homage;

of its own to my stupidity,

to all there is a perfect lucidity.

See the line of running threads?

breaking parallel to each other and fades.

They are my tears which join,

One memory to another.

Please carry the tool to heal,

and to rip this memory quilt apart.

Can you rip it, and could you set me free,

Or again I am stuck and continue to be me.