Am I?
The day peaks in and I wake up,
Hereby an oportunity,
Another day to construct
Either memories or words,
About who I am.
A travelling soul
In the midsts of the unknown,
A lost passenger,
In the sea of thrones
Of who I want to be,
Who I am,
Who I ought to be,
Or who I was.
In the lifeless shades of eternity,
I am nothing but a moment,
I am nothing but a sound,
I am nothing.
But let the nothingness of this moment,
Be timeless in your heart.
Let the nothingness of my sound,
Be forever rumbling in the stars,
Let the nothingness be.
So,
Am I,
Or am I not.
The night settles in,
As it unsettles my thoughts.
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