BLACK MEMORIES Why did you paint my memories black? And drip blood stains on them Why did you cry upon them? The story’s smudged You smashed the glass in your hand And sprinkled the shards upon me Cutting into my skin Re-opening old wounds I didn’t realize I had And creating new scars There must’ve been something else That pushed you over the edge (At least I like to think so) This bitterness consuming Sadness suffocating Memories rusting in the rain Like? Hate? Suggestions?