#003. Amnesia

These eight years --
They've blurred together
    So much
That I can no longer remember
    When or
    How long --
It's just as well.

It's not like
I want to remember --
After all,
I've been trying for years
    To forget.

Of course,
The real pain
Is never far
    From my mind.
The real scars
    Have yet to fade.

Maybe one day
I'll learn to forget that too.

I immerse myself in
    busy things --
I kill the time
    When I'm awake
Until I can sleep again.

And so a week passes
In two days.

I distract myself with
    easy things --
I don't allow a conscious thought
    To get through --
Nothing good can come from that.

And so a year goes by
    Unnoticed.

I don't know if it's
This great ability
    Or insanity
But I've not only learned to forget
But I've learned not to remember.

Maybe one day
I'll learn to forget everything.

I think I've been somewhere
    Two years
When I've really been there
    Three
I think something happened
    A year ago
When it really happened
    Two.

It's a little strange --

But it's not like
I want to remember.

This life holds nothing for me.
I'm just killing time
Until I can sleep.

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