You're still alive, living in the same town you always have,but no one knows who you are. You're closest friends, boyfriend, girlfriend and even family do not even remember you no matter how hard you try to get through to them. they just look at you like you're a psycho stranger. Describe how you would react in a situation like this and what you would d
Never remember
By shattered silence on July 4th 2009, lunch time.on topic Lost Existince
I'm lost to you
seeing the blank stares
straight from your eyes
reminds me of that.
I'm desperate for a shred of light
to appear in your mind
you can't just forget
we can never go back.
seeing the blank stares
straight from your eyes
reminds me of that.
I'm desperate for a shred of light
to appear in your mind
you can't just forget
we can never go back.
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far away
By Junebug694 on July 7th 2009, mid-afternoon.on topic Lost Existince
still alive...but no one knows it.
still alive...but living a lie.
still alive...but not happy.
am i really living?
i want to go somewhere far away,
somewhere where no one knows my name.
a clean slate,
a place to restart,
a place to forget my troubled past.
far far away,
where no one would ever find me
somewhere i can truly live
no one here knows my name
but that will never change.
no one there knows i exist
but they will.
soon enough they'll all know
how i lived and breathed my non-existence
while they continued living
never knowing me.
but maybe it was better off that way anyway.
still alive...but living a lie.
still alive...but not happy.
am i really living?
i want to go somewhere far away,
somewhere where no one knows my name.
a clean slate,
a place to restart,
a place to forget my troubled past.
far far away,
where no one would ever find me
somewhere i can truly live
no one here knows my name
but that will never change.
no one there knows i exist
but they will.
soon enough they'll all know
how i lived and breathed my non-existence
while they continued living
never knowing me.
but maybe it was better off that way anyway.
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loosing myself
By FiReSDeSirE on July 9th 2009, early evening.on topic Lost Existince
Nobody knows me.
I'm lost and unfamiliar.
Invisible to everyone.
Even those that love me
cannot remember my name.
I scream and i shout
"its me! Don't you remember?"
They look at me with such emptiness in there eyes
like im wearing some sort of disguise.
Im trapped in this body.
Completely unrecognizable
as i reach out my hands for anyone.
I feel so distant from their hearts
I know im somewhere in there
im just not sure where.
And when i say my name they say "who?"
I feel like an alien landed in my mind.
Its taking control over me telling me how to feel
telling me where to go and how to speak.
Controlling my emotions.
Im a walking robot.
Can somebody please remind me of who i was
Don't let me loose myself. Im fading into the dark
someone please take my hand and pull me out.
Even I don't know who i am anymore.
Its getting too deep im falling to far
Catch me before im gone forever.
I'm lost and unfamiliar.
Invisible to everyone.
Even those that love me
cannot remember my name.
I scream and i shout
"its me! Don't you remember?"
They look at me with such emptiness in there eyes
like im wearing some sort of disguise.
Im trapped in this body.
Completely unrecognizable
as i reach out my hands for anyone.
I feel so distant from their hearts
I know im somewhere in there
im just not sure where.
And when i say my name they say "who?"
I feel like an alien landed in my mind.
Its taking control over me telling me how to feel
telling me where to go and how to speak.
Controlling my emotions.
Im a walking robot.
Can somebody please remind me of who i was
Don't let me loose myself. Im fading into the dark
someone please take my hand and pull me out.
Even I don't know who i am anymore.
Its getting too deep im falling to far
Catch me before im gone forever.
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No Body Does
By ILuvToSing on July 10th 2009, the wee hours.on topic Lost Existince
Well, it already seems as if no body knows who I am, nor understands me. So in this type of situation, I don't know what I would do. I would probably live on the streets, until someone ever noticed me. Then maybe the state would choose. I'd be happy, and so would "the family." And, maybe then i'll find someone who knows me. 
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By animallover123 on July 11st 2009, mid-morning.
on topic Lost Existince
on topic Lost Existince
I would go around in the community and ask people if they remember me at all. then i will pray to my guide which is god.
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By CourtJester on July 13th 2009, the wee hours.
on topic Lost Existince
on topic Lost Existince
I am living that feeling write now. Everywhere I turn there is a strange but familiar face looking at me in confusion. I walked past my mother and called out to her, and she didn't even turn to glance at me. I called my brother on the phone and he told me that I had the wrong number, he had never heard of anyone by my name. My best friend was jamming to our favorite song, and when I sung out the part I always sang she looked at me funny. Their minds have been wiped clean of the memory of me. I am not sure but I think they are happier that way. The person I am now is not the person I was when I was with them. I slowly changed over the years, learning and living to cope in a cold ass world. I didn't think it could get much colder, but it just did. I want to wake up now, I hope I wake up soon...
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Freedom
By jmorgan24 on August 12th 2009, the wee hours.on topic Lost Existince
Wow would be my initial reaction. As sad as it would seem at first, I would realize I could create an entirely new me. And, I could finally do whatever it is that I wanted to do. I would no longer have to worry about the expectations of others and what they would think if I dressed liked his or went out and did this. As alienating and lonely it would initially feel, I would be somewhat liberated. It would be the ultimate freedom. My slate would be wiped clean and I could start fresh. I could be the person I have always wanted be and not worry about what anyone else would think.
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