I'm so afraid of being forgotten.
I can already feel the lonliness creeping
behind my back; its cold hands clasping around my throat.
My world is cursed with endless rain-
my soul drowning in a sea of sorrow.
I'm so afraid of forgetting who I am.
My name is engraved in countless masks;
Their lifeless eyes stare down at me,
but my eyes are colder than theirs.
All I hear are whispers of who I use to be;
But the words never reach me.
I can see the people I love, but
,in all truth, I wonder if that love is returned.
This lonliness is unbareable and is finally taking it's toll.
The world I once knew is nothing but a faint memory.
Casted off and forgotten.
Life will move on as I collect the pieces of what was mine.
All consequences have their costs.
Lonliness is the debt of which I will carry.
And pain.. Pain is the price you pay for things most precious to you.
