Will I remember your name when my world falls?
Will I remember who you are when you think to call?
I will see your face will I know you are family?
Will I know that you are a friend to me?
Tears? Why are you crying do you need help?
Am I crying for you or myself?
Yes. No. I do not know. I am so confused,
I am losing my mind what more can I lose.
Light becomes darkness, darkness becomes light,
I try to think but reality is leaving my sight.
Hello. No. I do not believe I know you we have never met,
I cry. No. It is impossible I could not forget.
But I have. My memory comes, and it goes,
I am sorry you cry, but you, I do not know.
© Cynthia Clark







From imagination? ... or life experiences?
Tragic...