Who am I meant to be?
What am I suppose to see?
When I look in a mirror I see a blur.
How do I get rid of this thing that stirs?
Save me someone please.
Can you come and rescue me?
Save me from this blurry nightmare.
Hold me close and don't let go.
Only you can save me now.
Whisper comforting things to me.
Show me who I'm supposed to be.
Save me someone please.
Someone come and rescue me.
Save me from this blurry nightmare.
may this nightmare be a nightmare only and vanishes when dawn comes..........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Perhaps the nightmares are what make me who I am? ?