Memory Fading

A constant darkness clouds my brain. Is this really real? Or am I just going insane? Can’t move like I used to. No, nothing is the same. Wake me up from this dream, this mind-playing game. No, I don’t feel anything. Sometimes, I long for the pain. Take me back to what I’ve already became. Somehow, I made it into the wrong lane. How did I get here? Is there something I have left to gain? Tell me my own story. I can’t remember a thing. Do you hear the birds when they so loudly sing? My mind never picks up the phone when I ring. If I can’t hear, then what does that even mean? No, I can’t go out. I can’t be seen. The sun so selfishly refuses to offer me a beam. If you want to know, it won’t even shine around me. I guess I’ll never know what I was meant to be. Locked in a cage when there was never a key. There was never a chance and I hope you see.