I hide my tears
because I am feeble.
I hide my fears
because I deny.
I deceive.
I cannot accept
because I hate.
I envy
because I am the misery.
The jealousy erodes me away,
'till nothing left of me,
from the nothingness.
I create myself with agony.
The agony burns me away,
'till there is nothing but ashes.
The ashes swept away with sorrow.
Again it makes with hatred.
I cannot cry
because I am blazing with fury.
I cannot be strong
because I am the weakness.
I lie to everything.
Storm rages within.
It tore me to asunder.
From pieces, I was reborn.
It is cold, empty and hollow place.
Even my shadow is brighter than me.
I tremble before myself
because there is no "me"; yet.