Facing myself!

One day
I was a man
With breath
With bone

I wandered here
From a foreign tone
I know it is
I own

There was a body
There was a home
A beat
A place

The storm I am
Erase
I caused a falling
I made a space

In the ruble
In the chase
Of who I was
Of who I face

Reviews

[Sarah Jane]

Vague but I feel that it was meant to be. With just a skeleton of a story you are giving us, we can build upon it with our own tendons and muscles and memories and sensations. Beautiful job.