I am nobody
I have no face, no name, no voice.
I'm a ghost.
I shift and shape myself to fit
I try so hard to exist.
To will myself into the waking world wisked with wonderful color and hue
But never do.
And when I sleep. I try to dream of days that last, where sun sets on my past and new days are set upon the horizon.
I try so hard to dream of a world where I can breath.
But I can't.
I don't know when I died. I don't know when I lost myself.
But I'm looking.
And I may never find me, or remember where I went. But I won't stop.
I won't ever stop.
I stopped before and disappeared.
All I felt that day was fear. And a reminder that I still want to be here.