Sat, 12/01/2018 - 08:08 -- Hardan



When I'm on my bed sinking

Into my sheltered mind thinking of my past

Watching the words that written

With golden letters on the wall of My memory.


Is it really me??!

Me the one who did all these sins

Me the one who loved everyone

Me the one who couldn't love


Yes, it is me a storm of

Ambivalence, an open sea of denial

a soul of duality


Is it really me??!

Then all that fades away right away

When a voice of small child shouts

No that's not me that's not the man you have became because

I am you and you are



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