Mirror of Memories -Unclear
Mirror of Memories Unclear
That face in the mirror looks familiar, but it seems so old,
I’m sure I’ve seen it before at least that’s what I’m told.
Yesterdays have such vague images that I just don’t recall.
I believe they are merely illusions of some tv show I saw.
Though I can’t speak of it, the memories remain unclear,
I am not sure what day it is, the hour, time or year.
I’m living with a friend I think, she sets my heart aflame,
She says she loves me, and cries when I don’t know her name.
This house, this room must be hers, nothing seems like mine
the pictures she shows are surely another’s past lost in time.
Those children all grown up, the playful little dog
all make me wish I knew better the plan of God.
Frustration, anger take over when I find I am endlessly crying
with no reason or memory, surely someone here is lying.
This isn’t me, this isn’t who I was or who I am
how did it come to this that I can barely stand?
I forget to talk, don’t want to eat, I’m in a world all of my own
and now she says that soon, I’ll be at peace , I am going home.
Who is she and why does she cry so much,
I’m right here, close enough for her to touch.
Oh God, I still remember you from when I was a child,
I am but a child now, do you hear me, let me see your smile.
I don’t feel old, I think I’m twenty-three
and that young girl, my love, she left long ago, unexpectedly.
Don’t ever leave me, I’ll always be true
I’m still the one who loves you
despite my lack of memory.
Is that you, mom?
Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2015
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