Question

Why did I survive?

I cannot see

Any meaning

In life

Taking the Punishment

Together and more alone

At the very same time

Traveling and staying

Being confused and clear sighted

All those qualities mixes

In the consciousness

I rather be somewhere else

But no one escapes ones own mind

This is my well deserved punishment

Still I deserve no punishment

For hurting other people

Only myself

A true believer in our age

Why?

Why do we live?

I have no good reason

Demoralised and put in the margins

Nothing more than that

Nothing less

Still another day

Another year

Without love or support

Another year

Of hardship in

Front of me

More madness

More crazy people

More crap

Why do I live?