Empathy That Kills My Mind

I am aware that life is what I create

but I must not be disappointed in myself

because life is a wonderful moral field

where it often destroys me when I wish well

and in fact sometimes it is so much better for my eyes

not to see sadness in my heart every day

when I realize that I have become nobody's

and that all because of one love now perishes

my memories will never be the same again

because in him there is no more you to laugh

what is it worth to me to mourn my fate

because every thing in the world has a name

but missing me is what I need now

just one hug to bring myself

to that stage of madness without covering any

a sensualization that passes through my body

as if a small mosquito had bitten me

he hastened a little poison to come to his senses

because I can't be a sad man anymore

and I have to think only of myself now

my health is beginning to deteriorate slightly

because my happiness is gone forever

the reason why I am still unhappy

let me suffer and feel empathy

every time I see her with someone else

life goes on and it passes quickly

I don't blame myself for being mad at her

because maybe it was written that way and it had to be

the one above looks at us all and hopes for something better

because, after all, I can only judge some things!