Memories Once Mine
Memories once mine, stolen, ravaged by my failing mind.
I still see that what was once me, like a finished puzzle dropped back in its box—
Some pieces board side up, no meaning, just scattered blanks, I see.
Other clusters bent, yet they still bind, many colors reflected, but understanding hard to find.
Memories once mine, stolen, ravaged by my failing mind.
Memories once mine, undefined, fall I toward the abyss of time.
Struggle as I do, those faces around me remain undefined,
I speak at them, yell, scream at them, yet, they are blind to me.
Not seen nor seeing clearly, is there meaning or self left un-lost?
My scrambled pieces, to soon be tossed.
Memories once mine, stolen, ravaged by my failing mind.
Memories once mine, undefined, fall I into the abyss of time.
No archive of paper nor machine will know me, all the steps, breaths, and beats,
No mark you see me leave. In this place for a few seasons, my own king was I.
But here, now, ever spinning forward without reason, for my soul’s erasure, destiny cries.
Memories once mine, now barely a blemish on the fabric of time.
