The tricks of a lightning strike

  Empty the mind of all thoughts.
Erase the history rattling in my head.
The memories I held dear for so long.

   Gone. All of it. Rattled, rumbled.
Exited so fast. A flash of lightning
concluded at beginning.

   Oh how I want to remember
but my memories seem to belong to
someone else. I do not recall these
times.

   Sigh. How tricky the brain is.
All motor skills are sharp. Functioning
day to day is amazing but to pick
up a piece of history I am lost.
Blinders covering over my eyes.

   I know night is dark and day is
light but when a storm hits
how do I explain what is so
ordinary? All escapes. No words
echo out of my mouth.

    A loss. A messy child I have
become. Such a burden and a
worrier. My eyes close only to
rest. I blink, praying to Jehovah, God
to restore some bits and pieces
to me. Am I selfish for wanting to
retain a memory?