Where Do I Go

Where do I go when it no longer matters where I have been. What do I look at when it no longer matters what I have seen. How do I love when I have felt the heat of hell. How do I speak quietly when my voice has been silenced by terrified screams and echoes of a mind that is breaking. How can I remember the details of the day when the memories of the years are slipping away. Where can I be now? Where do I go? When it no longer matters what I have seen. When it no longer matters what I have seen......