Forget

I knew it,

I just knew I was supposed to do something,

But what?

There on the tip of my tounge,

Its on the tip of my tounge,

The words I can feel I can move I can taste,

But what's supposed to form?

Important it was and dear to me too,

I lost the words I can not speak,

Though I know it all my mind's gone blank,

What was I trying to say?

I search around I rack my brain,

Still I cannot find what I seek,

Is it possible I wonder,

That maybe what I search for,

Doesn't want to be found?