It sticks to the head like a thick,
Pumps the soul with fears,
It's not easy to forget,
It replay in the head like movies.
I'm sick of this memories,
It keeps hunting my thoughts,
I find it hard to think straight,
It will always be clouded by my thoughts.
Even when it is in the past,
It still affect my present,
Was it because I witness the scene?
I doubt if this is a sin.
I wish to have a free thought,
Free sleep without my memories
Appearing,
Sound sleep without my memories,
Genuine smile like others.
I'm lonely like a cock in the field,
My memories spread like wildfire,
If wishes are horses I would have wish to have a clear memories.