Building myself
For long, am I?
Breaking down into,
Something I can't know.
Breathing calmly
Thin air, am I?
Hiding behind a curtain,
Hoping to be found by someone.
How can a place
Like my mind exist?
Without light,
Without darkness,
Why is my soul still here?
When it's supposed to disappear,
From this world filled with voids.

©devchathu