I do not feel at home
inside my own body,
when you were once there
and now I am vacated.

identity thief- you stole my
words and replaced my
thoughts with love songs,
letters and photographs.

I am disorientated
without you to hold my hand,
read the maps I read accidentally
upside down (as you turned me).

without my shepherd,
I am falling into the tracks,
the speakers tried to help me,
but their words just slid over my head.

my shell is too tired,
I will forget to eat because
you are the function which will
occupy my mind instead.