About losing yourself. |
It seems I'm a ghost of me. A shadow of what I use to be. I remember days ago, when I didn't feel this old. When I still had my home, When I lived on my own. I even had a family too. But I can't remember you. I'm just a ghost of me, There's a place I long to be, Why can't you feel the pain I feel, too? I want to die, I want to kill you. I hate you, I hurt you, I still feel the pain, There's nothing I can do, and I still feel the same. I don't remember yesterday, I don't remember you, I'm sorry I can't stay, There's something I must do. Life was once precious, I remember then, My job, family, and friends. Life was a brilliant shade and hue, Now, I'm a ghost that is here with you. ================================================== This poem use to be about me and the pain I felt from a bad relationship, a year later. But recently I got a new job at a Nursing Home, and this rewrite reminded me of the one's with Alhemizers. So this is for them, and the pain that they feel. Written from what I think is their eyes. It was VERY painful for me to write. Enjoy. |