I

[ur_shadow89]

I used to be who I was,

Now, I am not anymore,

Ashamed to be a part of me,

I cradle myself to my grave.

[Amylian]

As someone from Bahrain, your words reach through as I really understand what exactly what you mean...

Being "not anymore" is a difinite proclamation that you're in agony, that the "things" that made you who you are "used to be" had ceased away so now, you are no more...

Very unraveling, your poem, indeed! To me, to say the least...

Regards,
Amylian

[ur_shadow89]

Thanks Amylian...

Being here in Bahrain for almost half of my life makes me crave for my old self, i guess. But I love my second home :)

[paperleaves]

I love your Kuchiki Rukia avatar. Thanks for sharing!



love
Kate

[MorpheusSandman]

Interesting poem because I've lately been thinking about how the I of now is not the I of old and who would I be if suddenly I lost my memory; what would be left?