'unidentified'

The unidentified reflection,
It's dark, almost midnight,
The lake lets it water roam,
Clasping the corners of the land besides
It seems calm and quiet, you feel safe,
Protected inside the arms of the unseen heat,

The time passes slowly,
You're not at any hurry, looking above at the sky,
Trying to find familiar shapes,
You don’t find any traces of your long lived life,
But the pictures of the memories that are slowly coming alive,
When you shut your thoughts and let them flush you,
Just like the blood in your veins, unconscious,
To the living process within your body

Glancing at the moving blurred object in front of you,
You feel a sudden drive to cover your face,
Don't want him to see you like this,
With the smeared mascara on your face
Losing the hold of yourself,
Losing what you've thought was your truth identity,
Now there's nothing left but the reflection in the deep dark water,
You don’t recognize yourself anymore,
However, something tells you that this moving figure,
Is the only one to make the confusion to vanish like it never has surfaced from the profound waters.