I was a lone shadow with no beauty attached. I only had myself the only nothingness itself. No one was able to have a proper conversation with someone whose smile was tainted in gorgeous glow and warmth. It lost its own happiness. My heart stopped resonating with my white pure thoughts which led me to this.
My life is a bit more ill-mannered than usual. I started to search my missing puzzle pieces which are scattered around the world. The world full of mysteries to uncover and discover the need to begin a journey to be me, to find me, to be one with myself and I have to unfold my sheets of nothingness.
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Dawn rays; its light pierced through my curtain of darkness. My eyes startled to the greeting arrows of the morning. I felt a drop of rain stretching out of its peak. I got of my squeaky wooden bed — old — it's legs were managing its master's weight. I loved the morning smell of the freshly covered raven feathers, the smell of . I stepped out of my dusky chamber which only had one window a small table for two, a desktop whose minds rested peacefully at a corner of the room; enslaved me to lust. I resisted the temptation and kept walking; strong urges cruised through my body, though. A cold stare was shot at me. I sighed at my eleventh step, realising that I forgot my toothbrush and went back ... My mind played a lot of uncontrollable madness; hard for me to control myself. But my way of living made it easy to be manipulated, that is what I thought. Started to write a note as poem:
Throughout my voyage of nothingness
I realised my face was in the grounds of coulurless description of myself
The mystery to what I am is what an untold story may fold
Laughter being heard, my consciousness emptied my heart raged in tearless drops of my own thoughtlessness.
It always happens ... it catches me off guard this abnormality... my thoughts sprouting parables unknown to me soul and heart.
