My Memory Is Going

Nothing seems to stay of late.
All my thoughts never really relate.

This hollow hole inside of me,
Seems to be growing everyday.

With every push I take, to keep memories in,
There is something more stronger, that pulls it way.

A darkness seems to be taking over.
And I seem to be losing more than my mind.

Hollow eyes seem to look back,
When ever I pass a mirror.

Those pale blue eyes, that stare at me,
Are not me at all, I don't know who they are.

I'm afraid I'm losing it,
All that I am, or anymore.

My memory is going, so it is with me,
And nothing seems to be stopping it, not a thing at all.

**Well, comment please. Cause this is how I been feeling lately. *sighs* And I hate it.