Is it a dream or reality?
I keep asking myself about
the things that unravel right
in front of my eyes.
Was it a past or is it a
present?
What have I done wrong or
didn't do at all?
Doubts... Worries...
Nightmares...
All in a pack served to me
in the most unexpected way.
Emotionless; my face a calm
field; empty; like the fire zone
after a war.
What is it?
Can anyone tell me?
I'm screaming into a dry
desert, but all I can hear is the
echo of my own voice.
On my knees; breathing heavily;
looking around.
No one is here...
I'm all alone once again; a
voyage of my past; remains of
what I thought it was mine...
~ Aphrodite
Aphrodite, MP, Copyrights © Pure Emotions, 2016
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