Lost myself
The day I lost you,
I lost me too.
You didn’t just go away,
You took me with you.
I didn’t realise how much you protected me by just being there,
I thought I was simply strong, intimidating or unapproachable, but that was never it.
You simply didn’t let anyone bother me.
Your pestering was always to push me to embrace my peace.
I didn’t realise how much I needed you.
You were my sole supporter, my caregiver, my strength that i never realised.
Today I stand alone, surrounded by wolves, trying to eat me alive.
How you always helped without me uttering a word and yet today my pride has been wounded seeking help and getting none.
Not once you said ‘I’m doing too much’; all I always heard ‘Its my responsibility, my love for you’.
It frustrates me that how much I was protected that when today I see the real world, I feel anguish.
You made me believe the world is beautiful because of the people, a kind soul can only believe that.
Today, as an adult I say you were wrong, I never want to be you, you needed more protection and yet you were the most resilient, most kind.
Oh, that beautiful smile. People say I got it from you, but how do I tell- your smile had purity in it.
You felt true happiness and smiled at people with kindness, not out of politeness.
I heard people saying my voice is beautiful but how mesmerised was i whenever i heard you laced with concern.
I go through gallery, desperate to hear you again, the desire that will never be achieved again.
So much to say, so much to do, so ambitious, so angry, so very lost, so much in need of you.
I miss you and I love you.