Forgetting memories is like sailing the ocean

and forgetting how to read the stars.

You know they’re always up there;

You know that they’re constant,

but clouds sometimes hide them away

and our eyes can grow weary

and our prospects turn blurry—

leading our ship astray.

No matter the season,

No matter the reason,

there’s unwanted pain and woe;

a frustrating sorrow,

distracting tomorrow—

sailing to where we’ve no clue.

Forgetting memories is like sailing the ocean

and forgetting how to read the stars.

Oh! Must we rely on stars?

 

~by OKaren

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