A Walk Down Memory Lane

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July 2004 Poetry

I took a walk down memory lane,

to see what I could find.

But there were so many paths to walk down,

so many doors to my mind.

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Each path had a sign,

of what lie ahead.

Each path a different direction,

to this map inside my head.

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I figured I had time,

to stroll down each one.

So I picked the first path,

with a sign that had #1.

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I was only but a baby,

almost the age of one.

I almost didn’t have daddy,

when my life had just begun.

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Mommy wanted to go away.

Daddy wanted her to stay.

So in spite of how she felt,

she stayed with him anyway.

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The fights kept getting worse,

as I got older I’d cry in my bed.

Even when the fighting stopped,

the screaming echoed in my head.

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The second path I took,

had a black and blue sign,

with over grown trees at the foot,

this was a secret of mine.

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Suddenly I flashed back,

to about the age of five.

Hiding in the corner,

praying for my life.

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His footsteps got louder,

my tears only grew,

the door knob turned,

and suddenly I knew.

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Things wouldn’t be the same,

another bruise to hide.

I tripped while I was running,

they’d never know I lied.

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I’d have to go home,

and pretend what fun I had.

How do you tell your father.

these bruises are from YOUR dad?

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I snapped back into it,

back into my memory land.

The next sign I found,

had a picture of a hand.

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Laying in the dark,

I remember the locked door,

and thinking to myself,

please God, no more.

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I couldn’t defend myself,

I was only a child.

He was  drug addicted fool,

out of control and wild.

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He probably doesn’t remember,

but I will never forget.

I’ll always feel dirty and gross,

no matter how clean I get.

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I brushed away the tears,

and continued down the line.

The next sign had a cloud,

black with no sunshine.

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8th grade year,

the worst of my life.

I encountered so many things,

but my new best friend became a knife.

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My mother left my dad.

I was forced to go with her.

If only he knew the pain,

the manipulation that occurred.

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To top it all off,

two friends of mine died.

One left alone bleeding,

the other, from suicide.

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I couldn’t take much more,

I just wanted to die.

Then my Auntie Jean passed away,

and I didn’t get to say goodbye.

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I started getting high,

it led to other drugs.

Soon I became detached,

from the rest of the world I unplugged.

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So many memories,

and so much pain.

I don’t think I can take,

remembering these things again.

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One more path,

and then I’m done.

But there are so many,

my God which one?

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I looked at the signs,

and found the right one.

But as I looked at the path,

it had only just begun.

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My heart lay there,

just in front of a door.

Maybe now I’ve found,

what I had been searching for.

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Could it be happiness?

to mend my broken heart.

Or maybe an erasers,

so I can go back to the start.

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I venture on,

taking each step slow.

I’m anxious and want to run,

but also don’t want to know.

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I started walking forward,

but my heart moved away.

I guess I’m “following my heart”

as people would like to say.

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I slowly turned the doorknob,

not knowing what could occur.

But when I opened the door,

I found love, there you were.

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Happiness filled my heart,

I’ll never be the same.

I’m so glad that I decided,

to take a walk down memory lane.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 7-24-04. I don't like it at all.

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

This is a beautiful bittersweet poem.Its honest,emotional and shows you did find love just by staying strong.You see many things happen to us along the road of life but we can never give up the fight. I know I can compare notes with you. I had an alcoholic father who use to beat me and my mom when I was young and like you I too feared him .It wasnt easy but I got through the worst of it and have a wonderful man named John in my life.He is my life to say the least.Life itself is always worth fighting for! Stay strong,smile,believe in yourself and keep writing!!!!!!! By the way this piece IS excellent!