memories of the forgotten

   i walk as a shadow of my former self and wonder
              why did i have to die so early and be cast away
              my family never speaks of me and never cried
              my friends can’t even remember my name
              i see my grave and it begins to fade away
              the only one who remembers me is myself
              yet slowly i forget who i was as days pass
              i sit in silence as i slowly begin to go mad
              a ghost yet i feel more like i’m an empty shell
              i look at my grave as it breaks to pieces
              i have lost who i am and forgotten who i was
              i’m not sure what i did to deserve this fate
              but i am suffering for it to the fullest extent
              to be dead is one thing but to be forgotten…
              its almost as if i never had a life….