Poem: Lost in the Sea of Forget

Lost in the sea of forget, I drift,
A name unspoken on a sinking ship,
Where memories dissolve like salt in the blue,
And even the past forgets it knew you.

The tide hums low with a hollow sound,
A lullaby where no truth is found,
Each wave erases what I once held tight,
Turning days to blur, and dark to light.

I reach for faces—none remain,
Just phantom echoes of joy and pain,
Their edges fade like ink in rain,
A story unmoored, a thread undone.

The stars above once spelled my name,
Now flicker dim, unsure, untamed,
Constellations shift and rearrange,
As if I, too, have slipped from range.

No shore calls back, no compass stays,
Time unravels in silent grays,
And I become what I can’t defend—
A thought that ends before it can end.

Still, somewhere deep beneath the swell,
A pulse persists I cannot quell,
A whisper soft, a fragile thread:
“You are more than what has fled.”

Thank-you for reading.

Brenda Marie