Where do I belong?
I am not gonna get lost.
Once again?
I will not get destroyed.
You are not me,
I don’t pretend to be you.
You want to stay,
I belong nowhere.
I am not empty,
either filled,
absent or awake.
There are no signs of sadness
but endless weeps.
Reaching contentment,
giggling invasion
Where is the light?
Epiphany.
What is the purpose?
Talk to me,
Guide me.
“I am a miracle made up of particles
and in this existence,
I’ll stay persistent,
and I’ll make a difference
and I will have lived it”
Different realness,
people and places.
Your truth and theirs
senseless,
pointless.
All mysterious ways of nature
it’s a distinct path
I am not a leader
just a creature.
I am on the way to my realm,
I’ll create it
and someday
I’ll not come back.
