Tears & recollections

I have memories of being alone crying-
salted teardrops with pieces of a refecting heart,
shimmering soundlessly down stained statin skin,
leaving tracks that never faded mentally.

memories.
how they always affect the things that i do,
the things i say and the things that i feel,
each memory as painful as the moment of creation

tears.
how they always return in recollection of memories,
happy memories brings tears of longing for returnal,
sad memories brings tears of that moment of sadness.

i have memories of being alone, crying-
why i remember it so vividly i shall never no?
a recollection of my life for seventeen years-
shimmering soundlessly down stained statin skin.