altschmerz—
in an old village,
there was an old gossip
about the old you.
“the old you that wanted to run away
to wonderland and
never come back.
the old you that never loved,
with the constant fear of losing
things that were never
yours.
the old you that was so
expressionless,
because you were
scared that if you ever felt
once more.
it would hurt you bitterly.
the old you that had a dream
of hiding away somewhere
far away with or without
the human whom
you loved.
where was this old you?
is it still there?
or has it
disappeared hand in hand
with its wants, needs,
fears and countless
dreams?”
the old villagers constantly
pondered.
YOU ARE READING
nostalgia ┊❁ཻུ۪۪⸙
Poesíafor you who has found this, for you who has vainly read my dreaded feelings and silent sobs.
