A ghost lost in the wind.
Waking up afrird & lifeless.
Eyes are close but i still see.
Following nothing but the breeze.
Went intangible & my heart fell out.
Its not knowing what you are is painful.
Searching for something that is not yours.
Wishing that they could see what you were.
Wondering day after day just sinks you deeper.
Memorys that aren't yours flash before your mind.
Your understanding of everything around you is none.
Sleepless nights bring thoughts that you shouldnt have.
Wasted time searching for what cant be found with eyes.
Wishing for that second chance that you been running from.
Then you wake in the morning in your bed memorys restored.
Maybe this time you'll try living life before you try not living at all?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem