Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Portrait of a faceless man

He stands in the middle of his world

enclosed in a cocoon of doubts 

Around him, thrown away in all directions
decisions that he didn't take
lovers that he didn't embrace
words that he couldn't even utter
when time was right

He is the solid contradiction of his kind

To be or not to be...

He knows in his bones how it hurts
to lose the love of a lifetime
how pitty it is
to let life live you
instead of living it yourself
A tragic figure
Someone forgot to tell him
that he hasn't breathed at all... 

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