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