What a torture and what a relief it is to live!
Should I write how I feel?
I feel like I want to run for a long long time,
I feel like Im in a bubble I built for myself,
Feel like I'm almost always gonna be deceived,
That everybody is gonna let me down,
and I'm afraid of letting them down too,
actually, Im afraid of many things,
and unaware of many things that Im afraid of.
Sometimes I just wanna go back,
Back home,
Back to the place my superior self is,
Navigate around beautiful planets,
Visit other galaxies,
Get isolated,
I feel like crying,
A pain in my fingers,
A pain in my ego,
when my ego is a pain indeed.
Why to hold on?, what to hold on to?,
Why do I feel this way?,
Its so despairing,
I cant scape, this is a dangerous game,
Happily and sadly well never die
and will never know how it is to not exist
but will know how it is to suffer until
we realize of some rules this game has for us,
What a trick!
What a bittersweet swig!
What a torture and what a relief it is to live!
La vida está llena de paradojas... es tortura y alivio, dudas y miedos, ansias y anhelos... todo eso y más. Un buen poema, maramel. Saludos.