Who Am I
Who am I?
Who am I?
I don't know
I closely examine myself in the mirror hoping the question may be revealed.
I see the eyes are my eyes
They are empty,
Dark like the deep regions of the
Universe.
Emotionless
Fake laughters, meaningless smiles,
Dry cries gives me a false sense
Of human behavior.
Who am I?
I don't know
I talk
I think
I interact
But I still feel isolated
Abandoned by understanding
Deserted by knowledge
I'm mysterious to most because
I'm unknown to myself.
Who am I?
I don't know.
I self mutilate to see if
I feel the pain.
I feel none.
I feel numb.
As the blood pours down my left
Arm, I'm relieved that I do bleed.
Suicidal thoughts flashes throughout
My mind
But love pumps my heart.
My heart reinforces hope.
Who am I?
I don't know
The Death of companions
Has taken parts of my puzzle.
I'm an incomplete masterpiece,
A flawed design.
Components to who I am is lost
Never to be seen in this lifetime.
Copyright © Michael Pickings | Year Posted 2014
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