A Crumpled Sheet Of Paper - A New Poem

Another difficult poem. I selected a prompt for this with an idea in mind. It is not quite what I had planned but it is what it is. A very untenable / illogical metaphor. I offer the poem with no further eplanation and make no apologies if it seems to make no sense.

A crumpled sheet of paper

A crumpled Sheet of paper,

It has no use, no more.

It's final destination,

That trash can on the floor.

A page so full of memories,

A story barely told;

Well written, but forgotten.

Disallowed from growing old.

A faded, yellow page.

The words no longer clear.

So difficult to read now,

But it still brings forth a tear.

But I cannot bear to lose

that which had meant so much.

In better times, supporting me,

an undeniable crutch.

I'll make a promise to myself,

I'll find a way to free

That crumpled sheet of paper,

Bring it back, as it should be.