A MEMORY OF A LIFE

I remember my first day to school.
But, I don't remember surviving through it.

I remember those who brought me candies and took me outside.
But, I don't remember the pain of my mother beating me up

I remember the older cousin who held my hand when we all were playing hide and seek
But, I don't remember why he locked me with himself in the bathroom for his ulterior motives.

I remember I used to paint and sketch in the classrooms looking outside the window
But, I don't remember how to paint or sketch anymore.

I remember how we met.
But, I don't remember how you made me feel

I remember my first period. That I had become a "woman".
But, I don't remember the feeling of being imprisoned in my own house because of that

I remember the excitement of getting married.
But, I don't remember the pain of it not happening with you

I remember the joy of having my own place
But, I don't remember my voice screaming being domestically violated in it

I remember bleeding to death and waiting for you.
But, I don't remember if you ever came.