Transfer these moments and catalog them into the slot labled: Memory.

Losing grip, failing and drowning. Memory, hark! Come smother me until I am no longer breathing, no longer gasping. No longer reaching for the one who isn't there. Tell me a secret, one you have burdening within you. Tell me one you hide from yourself. Tell me one that is hard to tell, but will be a pleasure once it has been told. Tell me a secret that makes both of our stomachs turn into nervous knots. Tell me something I have been dying to hear, even if it's a secret you no longer hold, no longer believe in. I beg of you, release me. I am so used to being in this constant state of depression, of unhappiness, that when I laugh or smile it takes me by surprise. I am nervous and I feel as if my insides are slowly being turned to ash. The absence of my heart, the echo of a beating shakes and pulses my whole body. Tell me a secret. One you are terrified to say. Please, do not deny me this. Let me return to where I was before this life. Because this possibly can't be it. The wondering, oh the tormented wonder, tears and rips my innards to slices. They slip out of my parted lips in evaporated silence, so soon I am hollow and a shell. Speak to me, whisper to me. Sing me a lullaby that attempts to put my restless body and mind to an eternity full of sleep. Simplicity never could plead with me louder. Escape, let me escape. My head, the terrifying nightmares that has become this life I am forced to live. Hush, look me in the eyes. Let me place my hand over your frantic beating heart. Still your quivering hand, place it over my left breast. Let my name dance out of your mouth, over your lips without a sound. Silence pierces my eardrums, the buzzing that gives silence it's ironic state. Ticking away the moments I am forced to stay, a countdown. An awaited moment where there is a pleasurable feeling. Help me feel alive, help me feel human. Place me back into my element. Breathe your life into me. Still my restless legs, give me a reason to not listen to my jiggling feet and run, run far away. Give me a reason to need, to inhale the stinging air of regret. Come on, speak your mind. Dazzle me with your locked gaze, make me feel the echo of life. Filter your dreams and emotions through my veins. Let my heart and brain drink them up, because they are dehydrated and dying. Inhale the mist that clouds the insides of me, clear the cobwebs and clutter. I am from the heavens, but my blood is tainted from this hellish earth, from my disease-filled emotions. Embrace me, caress me. Steal the life out of me, place a new one beating inside me. Throttle me, scare me; help me feel. Give me the shivers, make me tremble. Make me yearn for the moment of you. Reject my attempts to flee from you, keep me suspended in your hands. Make my chest heave, my stomach clench. Make me grind my teeth, make fresh tears fall from my eyes. Then wipe them away with your tongue and lips. Shoo away my nightmares, become my dreams. Fling away my destruction into the bottomless ocean, become my hope. Kick away my depression, become my inspiration. Wait for me, wait and see. Watch me become a scholar, a philosopher. Gape at me with awe once you see what you have molded me into. Watch me, this poisonous caterpillar form into a breathtaking butterfly. With the wingspan that stretches from horizon to horizon, with my array of iridescent colors. Watch me.