Dear Memories

Dear memories
this pattern must end

Today only
in a bathroom
of naive dreams
in a head

Doubtless forever
looking back
a rear view mirror
no longer
my shame

Why didn’t you
earlier than this?
the open door
held back
crying victim

No memories
no more
a reflection
dried to dust

A house kicked
your screaming rage
fuelled by absent eyes
with a heart frozen
at 6
in a bloodied cage

with no windows

and no light
no light