Poetry: Day 322

i am afraid
that i will forget days
as soon as i live them

so i make lists
to force myself to
live
to force myself to
remember that i did live

(that i was alive)
(because is it really living, this?)

recoding everything i have ever done
like it has any meaning at all

i am afraid
that i will forget days
as soon as i live them
like i forget the words
the thoughts
the breath
as it leaves my body

i’m falling
and i’m afraid
that when i have reached the bottom
i won’t know where i have been
and how to get back
back to the light

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