Comments on: forgetting

By: jillmjacobs

jillmjacobs — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 18:07:37 +0000

forgetting the past
is almost impossible
you think you have overcome it
but then you see
it still lurks
silently behind you
waiting for you to stumble
and back it will race to the front of your mind
and remind you how it has changed your life
and how you can never truly and completely forgo that pain.

By: Lu

Lu — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 18:03:50 +0000

She was forgetting where she was. The surroundings around her faded and swirled into a cottony blur of shapes and colors. The smell of smoke burned in her nose. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant. She’d always liked the smell of smoke. It reminded her of that one man, in the leather jacket. But then she forgot him, too.

By: clairee

clairee — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 17:58:16 +0000

Forgetting is terrifying, my worst nightmare. I hold memories so dear to my heart, I write partly because I don’t want to forget memories, because I don’t want to forget. My worst fear is getting a disease like dementia or Alzheimer’s. Living with my grandmother who suffered dementia made me terrified of it. To be reduced to a mere shell of a person, concerned with basic living, walking around, forgetting her daughter, her husband’s death, and remembering nothing else but to eat. I never want to forget. My memories make me who I am.

By: Jon

Jon — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 17:57:26 +0000

Wow my life is embodied in this word. Forgetting…that all i can do it seems. Probably because of all this happy ganja i smoke all damn day. Well, it looks like there is only one way out of this conundrum. Stop smoking pot! Easy! So..Why cant i?

By: Natalie

Natalie — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 17:53:01 +0000

what you do when you see something cool and try and remember it but you can’t… thanks all. i forgot the question (haha get it)

By: mola lenghi

mola lenghi — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 17:52:40 +0000

forgetting is easy. forgetting is hard. it seems to be easy to forget the things we want to remember. but the things we want to forget never fade out of memory. the price of a memory is the memory of the pain that it brings.

By: antebellum

antebellum — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 17:52:19 +0000

As the Summer sun sets against the night sky
and the crows, crow for the final time tonight
I sit and watch the tides role in, I promised never
to forget you. and I prayed to God I could keep
that promise.

Now as the years have passed and time seems to
stand still- I cry out wanting now more than ever to
remember the times spent with my family, growing up
and learning. I want to remeber who I am, who I was-
who I wanted to be…

but times seems to have had another plan for me.

By: jaclyn

jaclyn — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 17:50:40 +0000

bad memories. things that make you sad. wrongs committed against you. these are all things that we try to keep forgetting. but not the others. those other things. like love, light, forgiveness, joy, bike rides, sunsets, music, laughter. those things we don’t forget. we remember. we think about them all the time. we remember.

By: Miss B

Miss B — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 17:48:25 +0000

It started again – the forgetting of his touch, his eyes, that piercing gaze. She woke up this morning and felt the fog lifted, felt like she could breathe again. Cycles – cycles of forgetting, cycles of romance, cycles of friendship. The forgetting brings relief.

By: The10thDoctor

The10thDoctor — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 17:44:26 +0000

Forgetting makes my heart hurt. The concept of forgetting makes me think about who I’ve forgotten or who has forgotten me or who is in the process of forgetting me. The thing about forgetting is that you don’t know when it’s happening. It’s like a disease no one can diagnose. It’s heartbreaking. I don’t wish to forget anything. I hate forgetting.