Losing yourself | Finding yourself

by - January 07, 2018

At the crack of dawn
I used to wake up just to hear the birds sing
and watch the sunrise.

I would sit crossed legged
or lay on my stomach for hours 

I was a dreamer, 
fascinated about magic and fairies.

I would pour all my love onto 
torn pages.
My pieces wouldn't be finished 
for days
but I lived a magical life
and had a constant craving 
to always write....
then one day,
for unknown reasons, 
I stopped.

My universe changed,
I changed
and I lost my psyche.

This person, 
this being I've become --
who is she?

I stopped myself.


Take a deep breath,
it's time to find yourself again,

Months passed,
then years, 
then one morning I woke up 
and there she was.

wearing this black laced underwear 
that ties to the side.

Her hair tucked up 
in a messy bun
with amethyst studs adorning the lobes.

We stood staring at eachother.

Then my lips parted.

'Hello you. I've missed your soul. Welcome home.'

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