I’d like to remove some thoughts from my mind;
And place them in a pensieve.
From there I could sort them,
Happy from sad,
And simply discard the offensive.
I’d like to erase distressing times
From a memory hell-bent to remember;
I’d let go of days that broke my heart,
And awaken from this nightmare slumber.
I’d like to find quiet, and rest in peace,
Not thoughtlessly spewing my feelings;
Instead of casting away my sins
I’d accept them and start the healing.