#WritcoPoemChallenge
Lost in time,
weaved with memories,
It was but an old house that used to be mine, now it's gone
troubled with my thoughts
I cling to them with dear life
getting dragged in my own melodrama
I forgotten who I am
I searched the places
where the skulls of my past
shrimmered into dust
I lied awake that night
hoping that the answer
would come soon
but when is soon? I say
rustling back and forth
with my thoughts
I forgotten who I am
My silence scream went unheard
I was left with nothing but myself
I am lost I say
but then I am found
I just wish that the next go around
I won't look like a clown.