Amnesiac's Diary

I woke up different today,
Woke up as usual, I should say,
But different from yesterday,
For I was not the same.

I can't quite put it in a word,
The thought itself is quite absurd,
The day to which I just referred,
Seems oh-so-far-away.

But something's different, yes, indeed,
Embedded deeply, like a seed,
A long-forgotten, burning need,
For what? I do not know.

Perhaps, today, I'll find it yet,
At last, before the sun has set,
And slumber makes me re-forget,
To start anew tomorrow.

1st place, 8/2016 "Newbies ONLY Short Story & Poem Contest"