Memory Loss

I feel it slipping away 

The memories of a life before 

Melting into small compilations

Of nostalgic sugary confection

Upon the dirty street

My brain is slipping

The crevices being scrapped clean

Of any semblance of memory 

Being reborn as a babe with no
Self-autonomy, no knowledge

Of who she was

I hear them slipping away 

Them leaving me behind to 

Fend for myself

Grabbing in the darkness without

True aim, truly alone

I feel myself losing pieces 

Pieces I thought were unimportant

My student ID, my brother's birthday

My mother's eye color, my own name

And I slip deeper, deeper away