will the sum
of my memories
ever hold
more meaning
than this
emotions and
thoughts
filling these
inked pages
in long
skinny lists
will my
experiences
my feelings
my words
be lost
forgotten
like the millions
of others’
we’ve lost
in the world
one day i’ll be
forgotten
when my loved ones
are generations
of the past
or maybe
i’ll exist
as long as these
inked pages
last
