Tales from the subconcious #2

I’m being sucked in.  I can’t escape it, I push against it, I fight it, but it is a black hole.  The black hole for souls is what I feel I’m fighting.  Every moment I watch others forget.  They forget where they came from.  I feel like I’m forgetting where I came from, where I belong.  The hardest part is that the others forgot before they even knew.  I’ve known and yet I’m still slipping away.  I’m conforming to something the others accept as normal.  Their gravity is too great.  Soon I’ll be overtaken.