Chaotic Confusion

Eight years I had forgotten
Eight years I lived in semi-peace
But now when least convenient
They all suddenly return to me

When present  threatens drowning
And past threatens loss of sanity
The future is ungraciously pulling
And I hold on just to see

Will ever I forget again
Or will my life remain
Wallowing at these memories’ mercy
If only to be, were not to be

Than Shakespeare would call no more
And hearts less would flutter
While those cold shards of the unnamed
Fall as we dance with glee

To understand is loss in itself
To relate is to accept
For when disbelief strikes
Than will return reality

Quite frankly I’m at a lose
To start is to stop another
To protect self is to hurt a friend
Whether it be he or she

What do I do right now?
My questions flood my mind
To give-up is to resign to fate
To hang on is to die.