My Strange Stories I

October 26^th, 2009

Are you alone?

Are you afraid?

Are you falling down?

The puzzle of your life is falling apart?

You saw him go

You smelled the fear in the air

You tasted the flavor of the pain

And what can you do?

Can you repair something of your world?

If you can’t do anything,

Then it means you’re a useless piece of these

Complicated Chess called life.

Are you sure you

Be worth the trouble?

You’re an empty body

A body without soul

Your soul was stolen by your fears.

Loneliness, sadness, misery…

You’re now in the cold dark

But it is your fault.

Only your fault.

Did you trust in someone?

Someone defrauded you?

Now you are alone,

Alone in the cold night.

You are a coward.

You are a corpse of the thing you were before.

Are you afraid to let anyone else in?

Are you afraid of being hurt?

You will be hurt because you are afraid.

These is the true,

The only true.

You will be alone because you want to be alone.

You will be sad because you are afraid.

Your fears are consuming inside you

But you can’t do anything

For one simple reason…

You are afraid.