To Remember.To Remembersuddenlyand almostwithout areason, thatyou the youthe originalyou. Theone youwere bornas. Is justgone. Andnow, youare aMold. Asoldier castin hardplastic,recreatedfrom themind ofthe oneyou love.Is ithard togo onknowingthat allyour memoriesare notyour own?
Through SomeA cracka slit inthe wallbehind mybed. Allnight, Ihear thingsthings thatI haveno frameof referencefor. Theycall myname, butI, tooyoung, tooscared, refuseto answerthe criesBecause...Through someI hear cryingand throughothers, Isee onlySilence.
Can I?Can IModeratemy owninsanity?Or doessomeoneor somepillneed todo it forme? See...I don't wantto giveitall up.It is anintegralpart ofme. But...Maybe ifI cantone itdown abit, Ican bea littlehappier.OrMaybeNot.
Found Poem- The obituary of Alex C. ChristDr. Alex C. Christdied in 2012.He was born 1952 60 Genevievehis mother; not MarysurvivesMemorial Servicesheld on September 8, 2012a family practice Physician for 23 yearsHe married Karen Kaufmann Williamshis daughter Alexandra Christhis wife Karen Christwill be held on September 8, 2012