Eidetic
I have a great memory;
yet the only thing I can remember from science
class is that
“The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.”
That’s how much I hated Science,
my brain just…shut down;
it wasn’t thinking, it was knowing;
I don’t wanna know,
I wanna think.
But how I wish my brain shut down for the things
I shouldn’t’ve seen,
like the death which makes my eyes bluer,
or the bruises that left me clutching my heart,
or when stronger wills had their way with me.
But most of all,
it’s the unspeakable things;
the details of which cause so much pain
the ink I use to write with
weeps at its own purpose…
“Please,”
I don’t wanna know,
I don’t wanna remember,
I just wanna think.
In peace.