hopelesssoul*

I am an angel clipped off of my wings, brought down to suffer the bitterness of this damp earth.
I am a hopeless soul who never cease to look for someone who can see through me.

I never cease to wander, hiding myself from reality. But reality has ways of finding me, slapping me on the face of what is now.

I am a funeral passing by the road of solitude leaving everyone confused and asking. My coffin is my flesh and inside is my rotten being, slowly being eaten by worms of enormous apetite and disgusting smell.

You laugh at me because you think I am funny. And after those laughters, you dismiss me like a thin air of smoke, and the coldness of the night brings me to nothingness.

It is cruel, I know. But this is my fate, my karma, my life.

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*I wrote this poem last 2004, posted it in my previous blog. I edited parts of it as well.