Confused In the Evening

I am so low now
there is not
a thing in the world
that can change
that now
I do not want
to feel
I do not want
to be
I do not want
to do 
anything

Everything is pain
and pain is not power
It is just pain
You messed with
my brain
and now I do not
know 
who I am 
and what I feel
Only the breathing is mine
at the moment

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I am who I was when I wrote this text but I do not know if I exist now. I am from Scandinavia where the arctic starts and the world ends. The winter is here and is so cold...

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Posted in #blogg100, April 2014, Poem, Poetry

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