The Truth is....

Ghost of Me

Somewhere I lost Me;
I lost the excitement for life,
The hope,
The innocence,
The freedom,
The love,
The joy;
I miss the care-free factors,
The bivouac of life
Which is then invaded,
Everything is volatile,
I feel contempt towards myself —
Become disdainful to the world;
Somewhere,
In the chaos of childhood and young adolescences
I lost Me,
The main character of my story,
But as the sun sets
And night falls —
Darkness swallows Me whole;
Me?
Does Me even exist anymore?

This is my summer,
My prime time;
Long, bright, 'happy' days,
But where is the thrill
When your hiding behind a mask,
Playing someone else.

20/5/2020