Memories (Holocaust)

This poem I wrote for my English class about the Holocaust so it does not convey a personal message

Memories of the long, distant years.
Memories filled with our cold, silent tears.
Memories of the good times which were destroyed.
Memories leaving our hearts as dark, empty voids.

Memories of the sleepless night and the starving days.
Memories of the hatred that keep us in a spaced out daze.
Memories that destroyed our love and our joy.
Memories of the shadows that were taciturnly deployed.