The feeling of numbness,
It's like everything is
turned into black and white,
An upredictable presence,
Lost in a valley of unfiltered thoughts,
Is it just a bubble of melonchaly
Or is it an ocean
of an endless misery ?
Lost.
In the misty memories,
Like a hair or feather fades
In a cloudy mixture.
The catastrophe of Instincts.
An unbalanced existance,
Stuck between the reality and fantasy.
Faking every moment,
Seizing every emotion,
Is it the battle of dissembling
the literal feelings ?
Or is it the only way
to live this monotonous life.
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