FINDING MYSELF

An empty space an empty life, I’m living my life as a useless unprotected unhappily….
Without a thought
My life is like a cracked diamond
My life is like a plane paper
My life is like an isolated space
My life is without directions
My life is like a song without lyrics
My life is like an illusion for myself


Sometimes I feel that my job is to observe the corners made for everyone
I feel that my job is to hurt myself
I feel that my job is to laugh only on myself
And let the people teach how a person can laugh on himself, can hurt himself
I feel that my job is to compare myself to other
I feel that I m living my life because people allow me to live
I feel that my job is to find a corner for myself
I feel that my job is to take the breath right out of me

This is how I m living my life,

Me with melted soul,
Me with body without veins
Me with mind without memories
Me with hate without love
Me a sick without disease
Me with divided mind with divided thoughts
Me with black and white without colours
Me with heart without beats

This is how I could explain myself

I hate brightness I love darkness
I hate when sun rises I love when it disappears
I won’t make a process of knowing me easy
I have no reason to love myself, to love my life
I live for others
I live with a hope, a reason I would be with…

Why is it that when I looked for something better I got something worse?

By dabz