A remote

Longing to get rid of sorrows in unique way

Flowing emotions, flooding sorrows
Stingy memories, unpleasant desires,
Turns the life upside down...

Blooded wounds may fade,
But wound in heart remains...

I would delete my sorrows
If I could do it,
I would stop my unpleasant desire
If I could control it,
I would skip all my stingy memories
If I could manage it,
I would delete my painful stories
If I could get rid of it,
I would paste happy stories
If I have that power,
I would shutdown myself
From the awful sounds,
I would rewind the moment I cherished
And fill my mind with joy,

My life will be ruled by me without antsy,
If I had a remote with those buttons...