The Forgotten

I am the gone ,I am forgotten in my head, my brain is rotten . I was there ,but now I'm not the life I had I've forgot . The people I know don't know me any more , it's like a game without a score . The things I possesed now posses me ,it's my evil reality ,Im paying the price nothing is free .Everything I had forever gone from me . No looking back I can't look that way , behind these wall's I'll die again today , the sleepless night the useless day's as my life fades away in a dark and gloomy haze . The things I loved , don't love me anymore , now that time is keeping score . james stevenson