I open my eyes. I wake up in this room filled with strangers. They all say this name. I have a feeling they are talking to me. I look at them. I feel like an alien. This women hugs me, her hug holds so much love and warmth. She starts crying. I look into her eyes. Then this man hugs me. They make me feel so loved, but who are they? Who is this person they call?
I feel as if I was reborn. I try to think back but all I see is darkness. The memories I want to remember don’t want to play in my head. This girl hugs me. She talks to me as if we have known each other for years. Who are these people? Why am I here? Who am I? My heart tells me I know them from somewhere but my mind views them as strangers. Who are they?
They seem worried, but I feel like a bear coming out of hibernation. My mind is a pool without water, empty. They ask me if I remember them. I just look at them. These people surround me as I just look around. They know something is wrong. I have a feeling they know me and know who I am. They say nothing. They then ask me once more if I remember them. I see hope in their eyes, as if they were waiting for me to say that I know who they are. Their questions bring tears to my eyes; they roll down my check as I tell them I don’t. They ask me if I knew who I was. I shake my head; I have no idea who I am.
I feel like an item in the lost and found box. I grab a mirror and look in it. The person I see is a stranger. I touch my face. I see a necklace; I see that name that they were calling. I have so many questions I should already have answers to, but I don’t and I don’t know why. Do I know them? Is this my name? Who am I? Why can’t I remember?
Where are my memories? Where are they hidden? Why? Where? Who? What? How? Nothing makes sense...... I feel lost but found.
(A poem I wrote last year for class a throwback)
