Being imprisoned, trapped in this crowd. I feel oppressed. I scream no one can hear me, no one hears my cries of pain, my suffering. No one. You could not and will never understand what I feel no matter how many times, stop saying that you understand me!
You will never know that feeling, that feeling of losing something in you, that part of you absorbed by emptiness. This feeling of losing the people you cherished more than anything, to see them move away more and more without being able to react ..
YOU ARE READING
Day after day
SonstigesEvery day is different, each text is different. Every day is important. I don't know who I am, it's by living day by day that I will find who I am.
