Images

Images Frozen in time, as time passes by, A time to be born, A time to die. Fleeting memories, lost in the mind, Robs me of memories, left behind. The swirling mist, is rolling in, Invading my senses, pulling me in. On the edge of in sanity, I struggle to feel, No long aware, of what is illusion, or real. I think I see shadows, inside the mist, I call them for answers, I must insist. Leave me alone, or set me free, Let me remember, let me be me. Images haunt me in my dreams, My mind is empty, I hear myself scream. As the mist rolls away, leaving nothing the same, I realize, I don't even remember my name.