Is it a dream or reality?

I keep asking myself about

the things that unravel right

in front of my eyes.

Was it a past or is it a

present?

What have I done wrong or

didn't do at all?

Doubts... Worries...

Nightmares...

All in a pack served to me

in the most unexpected way.

Emotionless; my face a calm

field; empty; like the fire zone

after a war.

What is it?

Can anyone tell me?

I'm screaming into a dry

desert, but all I can hear is the

echo of my own voice.

On my knees; breathing heavily;

looking around.

No one is here...

I'm all alone once again; a

voyage of my past; remains of

what I thought it was mine...

~ Aphrodite

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