The holes are deepening in my mind.
Memories like phantoms die
Approaching doors, extending hands
Turn the knob and what do I find?
Only a stark emptiness
Nothing here now.

No future mine
But no past behind
I’m just another empty shell.
Death of the mind
No one beside
Perhaps this is my own hell

Do not ask me to remember
Don’t try to make me understand
Let me rest and know you’re with me
Kiss my cheek and hold my hand
I’m so confused and I’m so lost.

So the best of me is done.
All this time
Further away
I know there’s even worse to come
Leaving me
My faculties

A young man passed by here today,
He said, “good to see you.”
He seemed so kind the more we spoke
He told me of his father old.
Poor boy was confused, called me “Dad” left in falling tears
I don’t understand why he’s so sad it makes me want to runaway in fact
I just want to fly away
I still want to fly away

So the best of me is done.
All this time
Further away
I know there’s even worse to come
Leaving me
My faculties