Into the thoughts that linger,
with no familiar recognition of who I am or what I stand for.
With sounds that used to be known now are faded colors.
Every memory that became apart of me, 
it is now a small piece of what is left of me.
The existing of what was once there, is no longer visible.
It became a blur, even with the eyes that once saw everything and knew everything around.
Images of figures seen before, appear distorted and disfigured; losing its shape.
So far into the world of emptiness, I can say that I am completely lost.
Lost in the mind and lost at heart.
All that mattered somehow became unimportant.
I create these walls that make a vacant picture in my head, making everything pitch black. Nothing is comprehensible and I bury my thoughts into darkness.
All the noise that surrounds me, is like an ongoing echo that steadily fades off into the distance.
People who emerge towards me, are like a group of reporters trying to get an interview, but all they will revive is voiceless answers.
Wherever I am, who ever I am, is unrecognizable to myself. Seconds tick by, time flys by, while hours go on and I still feel lost.
Possessing this atmosphere of unknowing, builds up confusion and anxiety.
Twisted memories pass through  my mind,composing this ongoing circus of remembrance.
Trying to remember and recollect consciousness inside my subconscious mind. Over thinking  causes me to hallucinate all these presumptions, leaving me to wonder when will I be found.