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here i am / standing before you / a silhouette against the backdrop of a world that has shifted on its axis / the summer of yesteryear / the one that saw me basking in the sun / laughing with the wind as it played with my hair / feels like a distant memory / a faded photograph in the attic of my mind /
the heart that loved without boundaries / the soul that danced in the rain and sang songs to the sun / they seem to have been replaced by a stranger / a stranger who wears my face / walks in my shoes / but is not me / not the me who was free / who was joyous / who was unburdened /
the music from the jukebox in the corner cafe is a mixtape of the decade’s greatest hits / the fashion is a throwback to grunge and minimalism / flannel shirts & doc martens / the air smells of ck one & the streets are filled with the sounds of dial-up internet & the sight of people lost in their game boys /
but amongst this nostalgia / i find myself changed / not for the better / but for the worse / the laughter has faded / the love has dimmed / and the songs have lost their melody / the rainstorms no longer invite me to dance / & the sun no longer listens to my songs.
will i ever be the same again?
the question lingers in the air / a specter that haunts my every waking moment / the thought of it / the uncertainty / the fear / it saddens me / it saddens me to the very core of my being /
but life / as they say / goes on / so / i stand here / a stranger in my own body / a ghost in my own life / waiting for the day when i can once again bask in the sun / laugh with the wind / and sing songs to the sun /
