i am who i was but who will i be

it is who i am that is troubling me

i go through each day alive and unwell

sometimes just the emotions i try not to tell

i look all around a consciousness shrouded

lost in the unknown all cognizance clouded

a puppet of wishing what i cannot be

a tingling sensation a need to feel free

but freedom from what i ask myself often

afraid and still running away from my coffin

hello again to my old friend

my inner poem will never end

i have started something new

lilac is my favorite hue