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Thursday, May 12, 2016

Can I have myself back?

How do I know what's left of me?
Or if anything's left at all?
Where do I find what's left?
And if I do, will that be all?

If I find the answers I seek
To the questions I ask,
Will they heal me?
Or would it be too much to ask?

Is that the smile I wore?
Or is that the tear I shed?
If I find them both,
Will I be whole, or ripped to shreds?

So many dreams crushed
So many moments lost
If I could resurrect them,
Will my life they cost?

Could I just walk away?
Fight no more, just go off the track?
Can I lose myself for ever
So that I can have myself back?