My personal hell

I`m willing to share this thing that I found,

Regardless of the outcome later.

The thing that is the most profound.

I dare to write my feelings on the paper.

 

Since others judge our life and our stability

And often we`re afraid to seem “not smart”,

We`re being captive in our own vulnerability

And tend to put the condom on the heart.

 

But truth be told that logic goes to hell

When someone touches truth that`s deep inside you.

And something in your heart will dwell

Which causes being real but also so blue.

 

The body, mind and soul are sick from metamorphosis,

But also they`re awaken and alive.

I guess it never comes in perfect doses.

However understanding we should strive.

 

The moment when eternity is just a minute

Or vise-verse. And weakness is your strength.

If devil claims your soul �" you just would give it,

As long as it will feed your inner wealth.

 

To love someone, but not to want to own them,

Remotely wishing they are being well.

I guess it is our biggest problem

To always be concerned about ourselves.

 

Aiming for something truly unconditional,

Concluding all of this above,

Believing it could be non-fictional,

I pray that I will learn to love.