How Can We Come Back To Ourselves? Poem by RIC BASTASA

Ask that again
How and when

What were we
Remember, what were we

We sound alike
We mutualize looks of ourselves

Softly when we both left
Marks in our faces and skins

We stole what we dream
We did not return them

When we arrive there
We met regrets

We dream again
What was that what was that

Some images come
We are so afraid and want to stay

Now, now, we cannot go back
To destroy worlds

I will walk back in there
I will not tell you anymore

This is all that I have now
These without you

I will sit and relax
Tonight I will not cry.