The Empty Shell
Suddenly I feel so restless,
so burdened,
so tired as if the weight of the world
is placed upon my shoulders
...
I do not know this life anymore
I cannot see where I stand
Slowly, I'm losing grip
Fading from who I am
...
Or is it possible
that ME who I've known all along never existed?
Am I not who I thought I am?
Could it be that I am a lie
born as an amendment to the real me?
Will I someday wake up not being me anymore?
I question,
I wonder,
I doubt,
I untrust my very identity
...
By this creed of insecurity I have pledged my loyalty
...
Release me from this pain
...
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