A word.. that word. What's its meaning ? Clear ? Defined ? Mine is unknown, obscur, vague. It's as understandable as my own thoughts. Blurry.
It is.. what everybody sees, finds annoying, it's what everybody would feel someday in their lives. What, somehow, you'll experience but never actually be able to put a meaning on. Just a word. Appearantly, a meaningless word.
A word that could bring up so much out of you, from good to bad.. worst of you. Deception, emptiness, pain, misery and hopelessness.
It's what shatters your heart, cuts it in tutters, because you're waiting for fullness to come to finally be welcomed by your soul. What kills you inside, waiting for life to enlighen your gaze.
It is what destroys you, because there's too much of one side... and nobody on the other one.
That desire that chokes us to death, but actually, who the hell is it ? Who the hell are you, to tample on the feelings, to poison the butterflies i get when only thinking of the idea of being alive ?
Who are you, to put doubts on my existence and my whole being ? My identity and my own person ? What can obviously do this much of me... drive me crazy, deep into any possible madness..?
I'd let you answer, of it being already too obvious for us all..
Emy Greater
11 / 04 / 2018
