Amal Benvar

Behind the mask

Empty is all I feel,
Ignorant is all I am,
Arrogance is all I have,
Bitter is everything I take in,
Hate is all I preach,
Hatred is my language
 
Music turned out to be painful
Sorrow went through me one by one unheralded
Peace somehow became my adversary
Love is something I once luxuriated in
Satisfaction is an old friend
Sanity is a path I yearn for
 
I Pretended to myself and
detested everything;
English was stupid,
Politics will always be ridiculous,
Cars were of nothing more than silly,
Books are pointless,
Light was never bright enough
Drama everywhere,
Paper is dried tree shit,
Coffee was overrated,
Sand is only okay,
And people, as always, just average,
Nothing more.
Questioned everything,
Not really for the answers.
 
Sometimes I just wonder how
It would feel to be alive.
Again.
Everything died in me.
Nothing left.
The perfect graveyard.

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