I don’t know people’s names
and I certainly can’t remember their faces.
I don’t know the streets
and I can’t remember addresses to places.
I can’t do simple things,
which even a child could do in his sleep.
Once upon a time hailed as a genius,
my brain is completely fried;
and my memories continuously bleed.
but it still hasn’t betrayed you;
and I still remember all our promises,
which I promised, I will never forget.
and one day might come,
when my brain might not even remember my own name;
but it’ll still remember them.
Does depression causes memory problem for everyone or is it just me?
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