Tidal wave

Like a raisin in the sun I have shriveled into a shell of myself

Frail walls round the corners of my mind, there is no where to run on the inside, only endless battles to be fought 

I am working hard to keep my inveterate illusions from surfacing

Telling stories that were never meant to be told 

I have told them they no longer have a place, but my fight will never be over

As long as my memories are in place