I fear I'm being forgotten
With the memories of fourth grade
And last Tuesday's dinner...
Slipping from the minds
Of those I care about.
Fading fast with silent screams.
I'm falling from society
And becoming a recluse.
Losing any sensation in my body,
I'm overcome with numbness
And tingling limbs. . .
Until I've lost myself completely.

Going.

G  o  i  n  g.