Thoughts

My thoughts, if only

I could put them into words

They would simply ask me,

“Who are you, lady? ”

For I seem to have lost

a part of myself, somewhere dark.

All that is left is a shadow

of who I really was.

For I have worn a mask,

so long that it has come to define me.

Why am I surprised?

For I looked into the darkness.

It was only natural it would peek back.

But now it’s time,

what’s lost needs to be found.

So my words, I beg you.

Please return to me.

I need to be whole again.

For I just lost my way.

And if you come back, I swear

I will throw the mask away.