Now when I look back,
You know what I see?
A shadow on its knees,
A piece of a sunken ship
Finding its way back to shore.
But what I don’t see anymore — is me.
So where am I?
Maybe lost.
Maybe reincarnated.
Maybe floating.
Maybe drowned.
Will I find myself again?
Maybe… if I follow the stars.
But isn't the sky
blurred by clouds?
I walked slowly beside an abandoned home,
Only to know the only home I abandoned was myself.
Oct 6, 2025
Oct 6, 2025 at 3:59 AM UTC
Now when I look back,
You know what I see?
A shadow on its knees,
A piece of a sunken ship
Finding its way back to shore.
But what I don’t see anymore — is me.
So where am I?
Maybe lost.
Maybe reincarnated.
Maybe floating.
Maybe drowned.
Will I find myself again?
Maybe… if I follow the stars.
But isn't the sky
blurred by clouds?
I walked slowly beside an abandoned home,
Only to know the only home I abandoned was myself.