the feedback loop

"an instance past that has no importance-unless what you place it upon"

memory-an echo of the event. a photocopy of what once was real. a phantom.
possessing no substance. a deadly sound. a reminder of what's gone forever. and you choke on your own bile of remorse and regret, and yet you're still holding on to it, of if you let go, there will be noting to hold on to anymore.