The memories
Of my childhood
Wash over me
As I stare out
Into the oblivion
Before me

They are
Coloured molecules
Waiting to be
Relived
And that's what makes
Them so special

Staring out
At the tranquil ocean
I felt my sorrows
Be washed away

I live
In memories
And not
The present
Because that's just
How I Roll

My memories
Are kindling
To be
Explored
Forever lasting
And cherished

I don't know
If anyone from
My memories
Would remember
Me

But that wouldn't
Matter
Because I would
Know who
They are
From my
Memory