Who are You?

What did you do to me?

Why am i this way?

How come I am here?

Your voice resigns in my memories

The pictures i have are clear

The heart throbbing pain i see 

Who are you? 

Where did you go?

The darkness follows me 

Please, i beg of you tell me 

Who are you?

The shadow of my past

The girl that i once saw a long time ago

A glimpse her face, smiling at me

Remember her

Know her as I know of her

There will be changes to her

Ones that will make her strong

Changes of a future grown cold

Warm her with yours arms, 

Teach her how to live again.

Who are you?

Who am I?

I am you...

"You are me, that little girl is what you use to be"

 

Reviews

[HopelesslyDevoted]

this is probably the most interesting poem that I read today.
I like the line
"Please, i beg of you tell me
Who are you?
The shadow of my past"
not so much thinking about who i used to be, but it made me think about someone can totally plague our thoughts and we might not evn know who they are... vague childhood memories come back to me all the time and that line expressed it perfectly... i never knew how to explain it before. you have inspired me for the day, lol!
great job!

[MuSe Ampoule]

Nice introspective piece! Well done!!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Very well written poem, I loved the whole story of it!

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I like the way this developed to reveal that you were looking at yourself..clever and interesting ..well done

[Geralyn Miller]

Looking back is something all who are introspective do, upon occasion. It is a luxury that is good as long as it does not become a habit. Looking forever backward denies you the joys and glories in front of you. You seem to have struck a good balance. Your poem so ably expresses the changes in who we once were and how we integrate them in our lives.