MY MEMORY LANE

A lot of births and deaths

In my trip down memory lane

This never happened in the truest sense

Every time I try to remember my existence

Through all trials and tribulations

I forget everything within moments

As if in a waking dream

I am still unable

To say

To do

To be

Like my true self

I am,

I was,

I will be

Unaware in my consciousness

Projecting the influences

Of my experiences

Good and bad

Perspectives always taking an upper hand

Over me and mine

In the way, I approach my game

My memories suck

The essence of neutrality - the true me

My memories walk and talk,

I can cry and laugh

Till the End of Time

Till the End of Me and Mine