Memories Poem by Kaitey Cat

I wonder if my memories,
Haunt them too.
Do they sleep, shifting through them and picking ones out,
Leaving some out?
Do the memories flint around their heads, whispering, just out of sight.
I wonder if they hide in your sleep, like they did yo me.
Do their blood and tear stainded lips say words like carresses, only to beat you later? Do their pale fingers comb your hair, only to burn it? I hope my demons haunt you too.