Insane Intuition

A concept, to a thought that never failed to elude. To know a soul, is to mark a memory. To touch a heart, is to remind them of it.

The darker memories always last, they stay close. With good intentions maybe, a guide to better fractions of events and how to make them.

To be the cause of such a negative curse, is being darkness. To face the better self, one ought to go through it, accept it and embrace it.

As heavy as it may be, it’s a fair consequence to a reckless thought.

Good memories stay a while, add one hint of the upside down, and that good memory is bitter sweet.

A true question remains; How can we concede an immortal memory of pure goodness?

It’s an insane intuition, to know without knowing. One may be insane, but can be very intuitive.