Faded

Blurry lines once clearly drawn,
Lost marks of the scars of the before,
Is life living in the encore,

Refuge in the arms that embraced me,
Where I termed steadfast
Now is quick sand, I'm sinking
Shook by the uncertainty of tomorrow,
Doubt flooding my mind drowning reason.

Night and day I seek for answers,
Questions flood my mind,
Unanswered.

I lost myself,
Torn apart in my quest,
Quest of life to not be who I am,
I lost myself.

They fell along the way,
They loved what I loathed, self,
I traded my face for a mask,
And covered all my memories and of those I kept close.

I'm turning,
Turning back,
Far down the highway I turn to look,
I'm turning,
Back to my old self I'm turning into,
For I'm in love and I never want to loose the feeling,
Change is a constant of life that in this regard wish to avoid.

Back to the person she fell in love with,
Back to the person she'd giggle at when I made those silly commentaries,
Back to the person she'd miss during the day
Back to the person that fell in love with her.

I faded,
My being faded and I plan to redraw my life.
I just need a new canvas.
Please help me draw.
Faded.

^my pen has bled so listen to my heartwriting