Back To Life

I write, when I feel like writing,

Nothing intentional, Nor professional,

Just like that, I keep writing,

Hopping that, someday someone,

Who knows nothing about me,

Will be able to understand,

What I was going through,

When I wrote, what they read,

The unspoken words of my heart,

And the unseen tears of my soul,

Will be brought back to life,

By the eyes which reads my past…..

It’s really hard to remember my past,
I always wonder where my memories go,
Rarely I find something flashing,
Which takes me back to the past,
That’s when I decided to lock it down,
In the best way that i know,
I started writing it down,
People around me, found it funny,
No problem, im not worried, it’s my life
And im happy with the way I live,