I felt the emptiness
of the universe in my soul.
It bursted into living flames,
even my skin burned.
I could barely breathe,
demons had colonized my soul.
I had been living with this
exhausting feeling
for so long, my eyes
had them painted
as to show their most beloved treasure.
They told me,
“do not dare to act like you do not deserve this”.
Who are these demons
wearing my skin?
I might explode into meteorites,
to extinguish what surrounds me, what I loved.
May 2, 2019
May 2, 2019 at 5:24 PM UTC
I felt the emptiness
of the universe in my soul.
It bursted into living flames,
even my skin burned.
I could barely breathe,
demons had colonized my soul.
I had been living with this
exhausting feeling
for so long, my eyes
had them painted
as to show their most beloved treasure.
They told me,
“do not dare to act like you do not deserve this”.
Who are these demons
wearing my skin?
I might explode into meteorites,
to extinguish what surrounds me, what I loved.
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