The tenth. Myself.
Myself.
Only possession.
Mine.
Not mine.
Fragile.
At any moment.
Can disappear.
Myself.
In confusion.
Unknowing of itself.
Happy.
Sad.
At peace.
Disturbed.
Myself.
Not special.
Maybe.
That is what this.
Is all about.
Attention.
Acting different.
Myself.
Without a form.
Discontent.
Miserable, perhaps.
Trapped.
By personal chains.
Fake.
Myself.
An author.
Running to this.
Writing.
Web of words.
Sympathizes.
With me.
(written on the 24th of June, 2009)
abrar said,
03/03/2010 at 18:18
This is beautiful, very clear emotional.
hope you’re happy
I liked this part:
Myself.
Only possession.
Mine.
Not mine.
Fragile.
At any moment.
Can disappear
Jamie said,
03/04/2010 at 09:52
Thank you for appreciating my ramble. Indeed, I sometimes get caught up in moments of severe distress and emotional anxiety. Writing helps me ponder.
But for the record, I am happy at present. Especially after your comment. Many thanks!