Walking deep into the shadow of my sins,
deeper into the abyss of self satisfaction.
Drowning - nobody will reach me.
Hopeless - an anomaly
Faded scabs and bruises,
I tear it open myself
I blame no one but myself -
A consequence, a punishment.
Watching life as if an old worn out movie,
ending's the same -
Alone but not unhappy,
indifferent and unappreciated.
The sadness, the deepness;
none can fathom my feelings.
Smiling, crying -
lying and pretending.
A truly messed up human -
pieced up in broken fragments,
a living witness of pain and suffering;
the bearer of sorrow and agony.
From the moment of birth,
'till the end of your breath;
Never attached, never detached.
Just a fleeting feeble existence.
"Having nothing, nothing can he lose." -William Shakespeare
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