The silence awakes me

My heartbeat would so easily reveal me.

Who am I ? What is left ? Is it my mind ? that constantly deceives me .

I am beginning to doubt me, If what I feel and see Is real.

All my pride has left me.

My value as a human has been extinguished

My close ones, those who love me, disbelieve me, Wont believe me.

So I got no one to confide in and what worse is Im beginning to accept this

My body become my prison and my keeper is what you would call fiction.

. . Its all happening again. .