Scattered

I’m losing the plot.
Memories disappear like ash in the wind.
I can’t recall yesterday,
But my childhood rushes back.
I’m a cypher and I don’t where to begin.
I don’t feel safe.
I tremble with an enveloping fear.
I struggle to sleep
Or recognize myself.
I wonder why I’m alive, why I am still here.
Time is irrelevant
As I have to ponder what is next
For a man so trapped
And unsure of what to expect.
My life is unraveling
And devoid of value.
How do you hold on
When you don’t remember the good
And don’t know what you should do?

© 2022 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.