Empty

Primeiro de tudo, minhas sinceras desculpas por ter deixado o blog abandonado por... mais de um mês, mas aconteceram muitas coisas à minha volta, e então eu tive que colocar na balança o que era mais crucial eu resolver... Mas, anyway, eu voltei e não vou deixar isso acontecer de novo. E finalmente, o poste de hoje:
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I feel myself empty.
  All my feelings are now gone, and nothing has been left. No love, no hate, no regards, no guilty, no pain, just an empty hole of conformism.
  I've already saw an amazing beautyful life passing through me and felt more pain than I tought that was possible, and liked it. All time and space had gave me all their secrets, and all the stillness that I used to wear to disguise perfectly all the rage I've already knew in my heart now abandoned me, and now all my life is taken by the others, with nothing seems worth for me.

  All that you can see now in my eyes it's a dark soul burning into a hurricane of blank, and all the corpses in the world seems to be more alive then myself. This is the end of my reign of painfully, and after now, I'll just be another one in the crowd of blind followers of the sense of right, don't making anything but dieing a little bit more, day after day, 'till the end comes and my soul go back to the meaningless existence of hell.