Memories Poem by Martin Greyford

Stupid memories created by
Foolish people in my life
I don't know why I allowed you in my life.
You came and created memories
That you can't embrace.

It was so foolish of me
To fall for you.
I hate it when I think of you.
The pillow that used to comfort me
Is torn and cut into pieces;

It can't be sewed.
It's a tragedy that I'm me again.
In spite all my efforts
You had the guts
To hurt me and

Ditch me in a pit at the end.
What rubber can I use to erase
All these thoughts of you in my head?
How I wish I was a computer
Or a smart phone which can be formatted

Or rebooted to start it anew;
The bad part is that I'm human
There's nothing I can do
Except watch all the memories
Fade away like a played song.