When you’re young, your mind isn’t supposed to let you downThis is when it’s at its peak
Memories should still be fresh
Not fading,
harder to see like stars in a city night
I’m afraid. Its hard already to remember yesterday Time blends and blurs and I can’t separate them on my own Seconds are lost to me like childhood innocence
I can’t remember the important things Will I one day not remember anything? I try to help myself, write things down… Then I forget to look back at what I’d written
Sometimes in the middle of a sentence Even a slight distraction will vanquish any residue Of the topic of conversation and I will find myself asking What was I saying? Or What was I even talking about.
Does this mean I’m fated to forget? One day I won’t even remember my own name? The name of the street I grew up on? The lyrics to my favorite song?
Will I forget everything I’d ever accomplished? And if so does that make them not even worth the effort? How will I know what to live for Or how to live, if I can’t remember what makes me, happy.
Who will I call on when I’m frightened from not knowing If I can’t remember who my friends are? Will I remember that I am a poet that writing is a favorite pass time? Will I remember that reading calms me when life is crazy, providing an escape.
I want my childhood to be brighter in my head My first boyfriends touch to linger in the thought of him The first time I met my best friend shouldn’t be this fuzzy And I really should be able to recall the very important thing I was supposed to do last week that just slipped my mind
Life is fleeting, I want to hold on to it all I am too slow to keep up and keep tightly grasping to all its details I am losing so much of what’s happened already just to stay moving I want to time out for just a little while so I can collect the pieces I’ve dropped along the way.
I am afraid. It can happen to me. I can forget…everything I guess if I forgot, at least I wouldn’t be so scared I wouldn’t remember to be.
