The memory chemo

The memory the mind wished to forget
Refused to leave
And, to a stubborn tumor it turned.

Years of ‘chemo’ faded it,
But with it, many a good ones vanished
And many were left distorted.
A collateral damage lasting a lifetime.

The scar of that memory remains
And so remain the shuffled, muffled memories.

Are these memories true anymore?
Do I even know?

I could have let the tumor live,
And let it consume me.
Not let that memory consume other memories
And cripple me for the rest of the life.

Did I have a choice?
Or, did I not?
The damage is done.

(Or, perhaps it is the start of a clean slate.)

Dec 2021