Have
you ever felt drained from all the mundane tasks?
Have
you ever felt the torment of your existence?
Have
you ever felt the same even after deadly storms and beautiful disasters?
Have
you ever felt insane just by looking at your reflection in the dirty mirror?
Have
you ever felt abandoned even if you are surrounded by your people?
Have
you ever felt the cold touch of some invisible hand?
Have
you ever felt that your brain is at the verge of its rational resistance?
Have
you felt alone walking though the thorny road in search of answers
If
you were broken-born or you are a product of the damaged ones?
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Have
you ever noticed the first sign – the isolation is your power,
Pushing
everyone aside, making them feel worthless, useless?
Have
you ever felt the joy of feeling annihilated, shattered, damaged
And
with a smile on your face accepting that you are wicked?
Have
you ever noticed the second sign – the pain doesn’t kill you,
What
is dead cannot be killed or resurrected, a shameful sin?
But
you are not bothered how you are the odd one in the crowd of copy-paste,
You
don’t mind to stand tall while the others are falling.
Have
you ever noticed the third sign – you don’t care if the world crumbles beneath your
feet,
You
are ready to face the Death – not like an enemy, more like a friend?
Have
you ever felt like the villain of your own story?
No,
you are not creature of unsound mind, you promised yourself never again.
…
Three
signs, three oddities – these are part of us all.
What
does it mean you are whole?
Three
traits of disturbed soul, overburdened from all loss and gain
Throughout
a lifetime of impossible expectations, a lifetime full of pain.
Three
characteristics dark, hidden in the depths of every soul.
Some
hide them, some express them with a heart full of pride and joy!
