Pictures

Click, click,
Say cheese.
Snapshots of me,
How we used to be..

Scary images,
Sharpness of those eyes.
Eyes blood shot, crying,
I will now remember.

A memory, a picture,
You can cut it up.
You can throw it away.
You can try to forget.

It will come back.
That image.
That frown.
That girl who I used to know.

She's sitting there,
Alone.
In darkness.
Waiting for a flash of light.

She wants someone to document this.

Her life.x