​​Abstract

Utter silence
I listen
Whooshing sound of
cars
Some how it makes me calm

The moon lighting the darkness
Some how it heals
Some how the beauty
Puts me in trance

Some how it is easier
To bare my soul
To people I barely know

It is okay to be bare
And sometimes
it is okay
To wallow in pain

I want to live here
Here is just me
Here is just me alone
Here is my home

Do we have a meaning?
Do you have a meaning?
Do I?

We work, sleep and eat
Wake up to do it all again
What if this is hell?
What if hell is just like a broken
Record
Repitition of the same thing over and over
Suddenly you wouldn't know when it will be over
I say all this while I am sober

When you pause
Only eyes can see
Ears can hear
Fears dissapear
life reappear
And you exist

I crave this pause
The one that closed the door
Is my shadow
who likes to to oppose
He is in control
I suppose

Somehow they misunderstood
It is he who is talking
Not me
It is he who you seeing
Not me

"Me" is a misconstruction
Made by the perception of what I think is others perception of me

I really don't know what "Me" is
I don't know "I"
As soon as the word "I" exist
We perish

This abstract mind
Science couldn't decode
History couldn't record

This isn't my mind speaking
This isn't my body your witnessing
Just the formation of DNA
Manifestation of information
That lived for decade

-Anima
#Existence