Adrift

These cerulean blue skies
Fill a void in my chest
They chase away
The wraiths
That haunt
My mind

But when the sun
Slips below the horizon
I am forced
To face my burdens
And my fears
Alone

I guess that is why
I learned to laugh
At everything thrown my way

But at some point
This coping mechanism
Turned into an insouciant attitude
Towards the things
I once held dear

What happened to the girl
Who cherished her future
So dearly?

I would like to know.

Perhaps
She can put together
The shattered parts
Of my mind

And help me
Rediscover
My purpose.

By: Anonymous