before there was a time I was utterly needing to be taken by the unconscious flow
of other’s people suffering happiness deceit accomplishments deaths and lives.
Such a distracting comfort eluding my own everything, even my own happiness.
So now when all becomes a wreck and other people do not need to have my attention anymore I become to realize I haven’t felt enough for my self and so haven’t opened to receive much…so emptiness strikes like a bomb.
and realize that the most amazing times were there at hand , but I was to focused on other’s people blast.
And I deeply wonder in which side of the mirror I am standing now, for I cannot tell which is the real me and which is the reflection, do not misunderstand , I do know how I feel and need, it’s just that I am afraid that my plead got stuck in the middle of my reflection and me.
