"Live my life, life of confusion, of my inner soul." -Me

Who Am I?

Who am I but a another soul.
A soul of hate.
A soul of lost.
Lost for words.
Words no cares.
Cares about me.
Cares about my feelings.
Feelings toward my past.
My future.
Future that will never come.
Future that will define death.
Who am I but another soul.Soul of confusion.
Confusion of who I really am.
Now and then.

Silent Lost

I hear nothing.
Feel nothing.
Nothing my heart.
My soul. My mind.
I cringe in pian to try.
Try and figure out.
Who I am.
What Iam.
Where I belong.
To whom I belong.
Why such silent lost?
Silent lost of hope.
Hope for someone to explain.
Explain why Iam here.
Here on this ground.
This pitiful, but holy ground.
Ground of God and his savors.
Why the silent lost?
To tell me.
About who I was.
Who Iam suppose to be.
But no.
The silent lost of hope.
To find my true self.
Will never come by.

Pages of Life

I open up a book.
And pray to God for answers.
Answers to my prays.
Prays of identifacation.
Of myself.
Myself and my family.
Family I never seen.
Heard.
I open up a book.
And pray to God for hope.
Hope to find my inner soul.
Soul of love. Warmth.
These pages I want them to tell.
Tell me my past life.
The life I had.
Had with love ones.
Had without sorrow.
Without pain.
i want these pages to breeze.
Breeze by the words.
They used upon me.
Upon my beauty.
These pages will wither out.
Wither and burn.
Without scripiting.
The life I had.

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