Go Away

Some things just don't go away,
no matter how I wish it to.
Some memories just can't be erased over time,
no matter how I try to forget.
Everyone has a story to tell,
of pain, betrayal and despair.
Every story is made of memories;
formed by the truth of the past,
mixed with fabrications of the turbulent mind.
I wish some memories would just go away,
become a fragment of a forgotten past and
become a dusty, forsaken story.