38- Poetry: Balance of Life ..

Poetry: Balance of Life ..

I cannot talk to myself...

I cannot think right now...

There is a barrier between...

My Soul and myself...

Like I am lost in a world...

Strange to me...

Like I became nothing...

Just a part walking around...

In the Universe...

Denial... Awakening...

About my condition and situation...

I cannot think purely...

I cannot even speak...

There is a bitter mess...

In my blood... Boiling...

Like a volcano ready...

To explode from the cave...

Of my mental mountain land...

Is this a phase or a crisis ??

Is it a surplus stage ??

In the discovery of myself...

Or what... Just...

I image stuffs...

From the revolution of my inner mind...

Rolling around the Balance of Life...

( Rita Maria Samaha )