all thoughts and feelings abandoned
to others i am no-one
to me i am a body and a soul separated
the body all empty inside
and the soul anesthetized by disgust
and turned to dust
by hating humanity i found myself hating nature
everytime i realize my eyes give me my vision
i wander through my imaginary hell
and to me my thoughts and feelings are meaningless
with enough reasons to burn in hell
misconceived to think i am someone
i will forever wander in forests
filled with a new form of loneliness
with a prophecy of my personal apocalypse
caused by my thoughts about imperfection
of the world and myself

wasted my last form