how can you be sure
if you're whole life
is not just
some illusion
thinking you had it all
but turns out you had
nothing at all

it hurts me.
the pain kills.
i can't think anymore.
i lost myself
in this sea of darkness
where the waves shatter minds
and tear apart beautiful memories.

all i have left is
shards of broken dreams
pieces of twisted knowledge
like bullets and shrapnels.

i just can't help myself.