Take a second look at yourself.

I'm lost in between the lines of my truth

& my imagination.

Don't know if I should escape my mind

to follow my heart.

I have very few loves

but so many reasons to cry.

So many seeds but very few fruits.

So hard to find happiness

But I'm so easily located by sadness.

I suffer in the inside even though I smile on the outside.

Pain refuses to abandon me,

but hope is slowly escaping with each tear exiting my soul.

Which takes away life like an empty ocean

Cold emotions

because of my lack of achievement.

But why attempt to cry?

When my thoughts are frozen by fear, bad blood & anger.

I love myself.

I hate myself.

I'm my best friend but my worst partner.

I wish my darkness becomes light,

because at the moment I can't see my truth between the lines.