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I didn't do it cuz I don't remember
I didn't do it cuz I don't remember.
My butt sticks to the cold floor
There's screaming all around:
Sweat and screaming.
Someone's on the ground,
wearing a mask of blood
"You did it, you did it!"
There's blood on my fist,
crawling between my fingers
taunting me,
But I never left my bed.
I didn't do it cuz I don't remember.
I didn't do it cuz I don't remember.
My wife is a crying corpse on the ground,
a gazelle wounded after a chase.
I'm breathing,
breathing hard,
rushing to her.
are
you
okay?
She glares at me like I did something
But I didn't do it cuz I don't remember
I didn't do it cuz I don't remember
My car's in tatters
There's blood on my hands
but not in that way.
My Lambo is gone
Is gone forever,
I feel the pills in my pockets
Police are here.
Grabbing my arms,
clamping my hands together
Across the street another clump of metal
Another man with blood on his hands
but he's not a man, but a body
cuz he's dead.
But I didn't do it,
No, I didn't do it cuz I don't remember.
I didn't do it cuz I don't remember.
I'm in a bed that's not mine,
I'm in a house that's not mine,
I'm in a woman that's not mine,
I never came here.
I never slept here.
With a stranger
Run, escape, pretend nothing happened.
I didn't do it cuz I don't remember.
I didn't do it cuz I don't remember.
Knives sit in both hands,
soaked in red,
Five men, on the ground,
Five guys, I laugh,
My fav burger place,
then realize,
they don't laugh
or talk
or move
or breathe
But I didn't do it cuz I don't remember.
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This is one of the first poems I've ever written. I based it off of people who experience amnesia, whether it be due to drugs or mental disorders.