The ghosts of my ancestors
invade my mind
calling me, pulling me
wanting me to find
missing pieces, times of past
falling backwards, til the last
Where are you?
Who are you?
What we learn gives light
excites the idea that death
is not the end
just another jigsaw piece
another story to comprehend
to tell, to learn
to live and yearn
live on in my veins
as my blood shot eyes crave
to find the answers upon my screen
and fill in everything lost between.
I wrote this after a couple of days of endless searching on ancestry.com for people in my family tree. It had become like an obsession. I even dreamt about it. lol... I felt crazy for a couple of days and excited about finding the answers. Still haven't finished finding everything. Took a break from it after realizing how crazy I felt searching for answers like that. I will get back to it soon, just going slow so I don't feel like that again.
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