I want to throw up!
Things are stinky and gross inside me, pulling me inside myself!
I can't feel, except my weird silence inside every corner of myself and soul!
I feel i am in the center of nowhere except myself!
I know who I am! I know where I stand!
I know I am somehow alone! That what bugs me!
That what takes me to question my moment!
I hate that moment, when i long for a hug and Silence is the only welcoming hands that i end with!
That warmth is not inviting any peace!
That Peace is not inviting any rest!
That Rest is only a rest for another long tiring journey!
                 That is a Journey of my Choice!