Myself

I came back to life.

After all that suffering 

after all that crying

after feeling deadly dead, 

that was when I was able to heal.

But, certainly, only in part 

Because I don’t miss you anymore. 

I don’t care what you think about me,

I don’t care  what you want from me

and I don’t care if you ever cared about me. 

Even though it is like breathing fresh air, 

there’s something suffocating that you left on me. 

My own mind now works against me. 

Your actions, lethal weapons you cannot scape from, 

they worsened my self sabotage.

Thinking I did something wrong, 

thinking that I had hurt you,

thinking that I wasn’t enough, 

thinking, thinking and thinking.

All that still lives in my head,

all because of you 

Even though I was drowned in Atlantis for a long time 

I was able to resurface again,

but not unscathed 

Now, you are just a stranger i know everything about 

And even if now you are indifferent to me, 

there are some damages that seem to be irreparable. 

Thoughts that haunt me in the middle of the night 

in the middle of the day 

in the middle of the streets. 

Just in the middle of my life. 

I don’t care about you anymore 

and I wont cry you anymore,

but something in me changed. 

I could run away from you,

but i cant run away from my mind.

I can’t scape from myself