I'd wish to have no memory
of anything.
I'd wish I'd went back to fix
my mistakes.
For the one kiss to the one
girl gave it all away.
Now the memory haunts me
through the days.
Will I breath again?
Will I survive the next day?
The memory comes to me
everynight, I try
to fight it off, but
it feels like I'm already gone.
I already tried,
I've already fought.

-Abigail Francisco