I lost myself
In the busy city where you and I are passing by in a hurry
I've lost myself
But soberly watching it sink and drift
I have buried my soul deep in my hometown
In the scent of wheat and morning dew
I have lost myself
In a tense city where lies and truths fight
I can't see the image in my mind that was once pure and beautiful
Maybe it is sealed in that distant memory
There is your kindness and sincerity
There is also my simplicity and beauty
I've lost myself
In the brightly lit night
I taste loneliness in the clashing glasses
Loneliness is in the lipstick of the goblet
I think of my childhood playmates under the old elm tree at the head of the village
Together with the little swallows chattering in the nest
I have lost myself
I have lost my soul
I am afraid to continue in the hustle and bustle of the city
I spread a fragrant scent with camellias
I filled it with the lines of poetry that slipped from my fingertips
Can you come here
Accompany me to see the warmth and coldness of this world
Don't let me turn my waiting and helplessness
I can't even count the number of things on my mind



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