Glimpses
Echoes from the past
I saw that girl before, she was running.
She was in a hurry to get away from something.
She kept running, although she was panting,
she did not dare to stop in one inch.
I still can’t remember where I saw that face.
I know I saw her before from somewhere,
I continued to walk in the same phase.
Wandering in that place so familiar but I couldn’t remember.
My feet continued to wander.
And then I saw that girl again,
the same girl but younger.
She was with someone and not in pain.
I stopped my tracks when I saw who she was with.
It was someone dear to me, that long ago left the earth.
Handing her that ice cream he just bought for her.
I followed their steps until they disappeared.
I cried. I remember where I saw that girl,
I know her, I see her every day.
It was the young me, that hair with the curls,
And it is the current me trying to run away.
Trying not to face the old traumas.
Trying to step away from the monsters of the past.
Trying to chase away her life’s dark drama.
hoping everything can just turn itself into rust.
Poem History:
I wrote this poem because of a dream I had last night. I dreamed I was back at the same ugly phase of my life that I never want to go back to. I am currently healing myself from those times when I felt so helpless. I couldn’t sleep after that, so I had to relieve myself by writing.
— Your Asian writer —
