Blacked Out

The pictures to protect
Events haunting
Scenes ripping my present to fabric
Segments inserted and removed
Version labeled; A Functional You
Prepare for the worst as they intrude
Ill-fated and tranquil
Like flower fields on a landfill
Set to flames, keys to "the happy place"
To trigger revenge; which reminds me why I hate you
Love lost
none can be found
not even one
The constructed collection of the worlds imperfections
Destroyed history
Make me remember your memories
I lay to sleep and when I wake I have no memory of memories