My Name
Sometimes I forget my name
I was rocking back and forth in a fetal position,
Sitting fully clothed in a dark bath half-filled with cold water
I didn’t remember how I had gotten there,
And I cried in mourning of quickly fading memories
I’m not sick, but my mind is not well
My mind is fragile, and it tries to protect itself
By forgetting memories that would hurt me
I wish I could stop forgetting his face
A shiver always runs down my spine every time I see him,
And I never remember why until I hear his name
No. Don’t say it.
I don’t want to remember.
Sometimes I forget our name.
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