A question

I asked myself so many times
but I didn't find any answer
what inside me is good or devil ???
I have many defects or
I am free of sin or
Or what!!!!
what inside me ..... you don't see what inside me ..... you don't feel me
a lots of things died inside me
where and how should I find myself
Who am I, and where am I,
my way is full of flowers
Or in this time am I
the most weak person on the earth

RYZ

I love it!! Keep it up!!
I really like the honesty and realization of your poem here, I can relate to this in a big way. At times it feels as if no words can even remotely begin to describe the way one feels when something irretrievable is lost.

take care

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