by Gela



It was as if a goblin in the night sneaked his way in and stole my soul.

I woke up, grasping for air, tears falling down uncontrollably.

Why? Why such sorrow?

Why? Why such sadness?

What was this familiar feeling of dense twisting of my yearning heart that wasn’t explained?

There was no memory. No tangible reminisce.

But it was definitely there, crushing every piece of emotion dripping from my heart.

Who am I missing in my life?

Who are you? What are you?


I just want to remember.