Somebody Else ..

It's awful how our cores mutate...
how we change to become somebody else... somebody who we can't either accept or reject... Somebody made by days... A one who we can't feel familiar or be friendly with...that every time we hear him talking when we talk...hear his footsteps inside us taking the place of our heart beats... we wish so many times that he'd just disappear... and that our old selves would come back to our arms... would give us that warmest hug we long for...that's how even just memories make us feel so good... when we just close our eyes and feel the spirit of old us... many people say it's like you've found something lost...but I find it more like to find somebody you missed so much... Yourself... coziness of your real soul... the one that God created not the one you defiled... for a second... you lose the feeling of that succubus living inside you... you lose feeling of all those wounds that life made you... of those scars left on your heart... you even stop to notice the presence of those mutations that kept killing you everyday... you simply return to yourself... to the merry days with all what and whom you loved from all your heart... your authentic one... to what you believe rather than what you know... little moments that are priceless... that's how memories keep us alive...that's how we feel long to return just innocent children... that's how we wish that life would take the future and just let us feel the breeze of the past...

Masketeer