Who am I?

A poem reflecting how much I've changed through the experiences I've been through over the last couple of months.

I walk into my room, turn on the light.

Everything seems so different.

Two months ago:

I had so many friends,

I was in a cared for relationship.

Two months ago I was me.

Two weeks ago:

I had more friends than now,

I was in a relationship.

Two weeks ago I was finding love.

Two days ago:

I lost all my friends,

the relationship ended.

Two days ago I was lost.

Today:

I have a couple of friends,

I'm in love- without any love coming to me.

Today I am a totally different person.

Who the hell am I, now?

Who the hell could I be tomorrow?

Why the hell did I change?

Some things good, some things bad...

This world has turned out to make things worse and worse for me.

Its over. 

Not my life, but my life.

My soul and body will stay on Earth.

My courage, faith and respect won't.

I will not cut, I will not commit suicide.

I will not runaway, I will not scream.

I will not cry.

I will tough it out. Today.

Author's Note

... Just some thoughts.