False illusion of the memory lost,

confused inside his head.

Map and compass long since tossed,

chose unclarity instead.

A morning sun that kills the night,

while yesterday lives on.

His mind forgets the coming light,

feeling something wrong.

A past come back to haunt him,

only just a trick.

The scene that plays is so dim,

the loss just makes him sick.

Reality will keep him well,

He can still stay sane.

Just forget the day you fell

and walked home in the rain.