A Dream

Fuzzy and intangible
Never should I feel like this
Lost in my own thoughts
Floating in oblivion
Transfer my pain
To another part of myself
Only when that pain subsides
Shall I feel lucid once again
Isolated for eternity
But it is by choice
It lessens my anxiety
But it builds back again
Too many times I've lost myself
Hoping for a rescue
I turn the tables
Become a hero
And fail in my endeavor
Listless once again
Unending torment to light my path
I am alone through this
Whimpering that pierces silence
Ask me my name
I am a dream

This poem was written by me when I was in the 8th grade. I remember I was going through a difficult time with the death of my grandfather. I didn't know him well and he also didn't speak English, but every time I saw him, I knew he loved me. The light in his eyes when he would see me was one of the few things that made me happy at that time. When I lost him it was like the light in my life was gone.