Today...tomorrow…

...don’t give me the smile, don’t give me your love, don’t give me the look, don’t give me your joys and hardships…

...I cannot carry them…

...they’re all killing me….
...but I cannot runaway from you...no...I cannot runaway from myself...

...I cannot find myself either or I don’t have the courage…
...I’m losing myself ...
...today it was harder… deeper… more painful …

...tomorrow it will be better...

...the soul...
…the soul, he itself won’t last until tomorrow…

...my thought has hushed… but my soul keeps screaming …

...I don’t know why …

...and I am too blind too know…that I don’t know…

...I’d like to die for a moment and be born without today ….

By Anna