Shards of memories Fragments of myself When I lost these I could no longer be myself Each memory Each object I my life Each person I have encountered They had their own special place in my heart I have to bare parting with them Emptiness has taken over my mind One day I awoke Mind blank and naΓ―ve of myself The old me wouldn't be able to even imagine Life without my talents These precious memories The close relationships with my friends and family I lost these cherished moments that make life worth living I have ceased to exist When my reason for happiness, sadness, shyness, and kindness disappeared I left with them
When I lost my memories, I lost myself I literally don't know who I am
I was pushed off a balcony by my ex boyfriend around this time last year. I broke my jaw and lost my memory. The past year has been extra hard and life continues to be hard because I am still finding out who I am.