Are you dead yet?. Cause I am, I’ve been dead on the inside for as long as I can remember but the sad truth is that I don’t want to die. I want to be alive so to live and smell the sweet aromatic fragrance of flowers and the fresh air above the mountain peaks…Where can I go to find solace? Is there any place on earth that I can just move to? How do I exist in a new land? Am I going to conform or rebel?
Or maybe the sanctuary is within me, my bodily temple that I’ve neglected to appreciate.
Shall I seek revenge if the opportunity ever arises? I will have to extinguish all aggression that intrudes upon my tranquility so not to live in regret. It’s a competitive world, you have to fight for just to live in peace..
Who was I before I was born? Who am I after I’m born? Who will I become after I die?
For now it doesn’t matter I guess….I am what I am… so I avoid what I hate and try to enjoy what little I have.