Mysteries may unfold through Poems and Quotes or Random story lines, coming from the Dreams I encounter and still remember as I wake up. Unfolding different dreams of mysteries hidden into the darkest dark.
Saturday, March 30, 2019
What Am I?
What kind of this feeling I have?
It's like a bomb,
Continues to explode.
What kind of emotion is this?
It's like a clicking clock,
Counting nonstop which hard to hold.
What kind of mind I do have?
It's like plain but dreamy,
Without an action.
What kind of self am I?
It's like moving but no path,
Going forward without a plan.
Then what kind of person am I?
It's like a full outside,
But continues to empty in inside.
What am I?
A hardworking person,
But the truth I'm just a total failure.
...
Jr.
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