No record or replay button they have long broken 

It’s not just my childhood that this has taken 

My relationships with people is just not the same 

I have to hide the fact that I don’t remember a name or how me met

This causing discomfort when I try to push my mind

This is how it all makes me feel 

Like my life is half remembered

The memories others have of me, the laughs & happiness lives in others 

I only hold a fraction of my life, the memories are not by choice 

They are the memories by brain chooses, they always seem the most bland of all

I know my life is full, the love of a woman & daughter brightens my day

They last thought of everyday 

Is how I wish I could remember each moment of my day.

I hope you enjoy my work, I write from the heart.


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