Haunted
Of what do I speak?
Why am I here,
What do I seek?
I am lost.
Between love, lies,
Life, and death.
What I choose to leave behind.
Tangled in time’s beauty.
Fading against her colors.
Could it be you?
The one intended to drag me down from the clouds.
Could it be you?
That reminds me I live here,
Right now.
Could it be you?
Who teaches me to breathe,
Who shows me the truth.
Could it be you,
Who renews my stolen youth?
Let it be you.
Copyright © Leah Kareem | Year Posted 2018
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