waking up and not knowing
myself, the world, anything
i look in the mirror
the face so unfamiliar
my belongings hold no value
since they hold no meaning
i now wander the streets
my mind races
does this hold significance
something my mind should embrace
no names or memories to help the cause
im alone
destined to figure myself out
on my own
a hard day of serching has come and gone
with nothing to show but a lost soul
now i return to the location in which i awoke
i decide go through my belongings again
to figure out who i once was
and like before i am forsaken
its late now
i crawl into bed
and quickly fall asleep
maybe the morning
will bring solice
in my memories forming
or perhaps another day
of serching
and hoping
