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I AM NOT ME
They say sadness is the worst,
but how can anything be worse than nothing?
This emptiness inside,
this numb feeling.
I try to fill myself up,
to feel something inside.
I intoxicate my blood.
But, nothing!
No feeling appears…
I am trapped.
My heart beats fast,
as I inhale – short of breath.
I explore this dark cave,
as I slowly swallow all the bitterness of this cruel world.
And, for a moment I sense happiness.
It showers onto me like autumn rain.
I feel your hands on my waist,
but as I turn around to look at you – you disappear.
I bite my lips, staring at the nothingness.
My skin – so cold.
My soul – so damaged.
My heart – so fragile.
It’s not you the one that upsets me.
It’s me!
It’s not me – because, I am only an imagination.
I am not real,
I am not me.
Hands give many meaning lowliness to the end of our life sadness something moves us will it ever put a smile back on our face hands to
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