Losing My Senses

Looking back everything seems like a dream,
The calmness, the chaos,
The silence, the screams.

People I talked to, things I said,
Fragments of memory come alive and die,
It’s hard to know what’s real and what’s not,
When you feel so low and get so high.

Thank you all for being there,
And thank you for listening to all I said.
Sometimes when you lose your heart,
It kinda feels good to lose your head.