Myself
Being myself is something I treasure
Something I never thought could be
Ripped away from me
I’ve lost a part of my soul
I have lost a part of you
I do not bother to ask the whys
It is too much pain to bear
I long for the days
When someone understood me
When it was like looking in the mirror
Yet, now I have nothing
Not even myself
When I lost you
I lost myself
Who will live with me in my imagination?
If it is not you and I?
There is nothing left now
I’m gone
You’re gone
What have we become?
Superficial emptiness
Who are now completely numb
Sarai 5:26 pm on February 5, 2014 Permalink |
This is real. One day you will find someone who will compliment you perfectly
Tootsie 5:31 pm on February 5, 2014 Permalink |
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jannatwrites 5:44 pm on February 7, 2014 Permalink |
Your words convey so much pain, hopelessness and confusion. I’m sure you’ll find yourself in your emotions and one day, someone will be a companion to your soul- not the keeper of it.
Tootsie 10:41 pm on February 7, 2014 Permalink |
Thank you. Exactly how I feel!!