pray God, i know not why i'm sad.
where this cloud that hangs over me
i know not.
not why, not how.

not anything anymore,
not myself, not my words.
it tears me apart now,
it its immaculate way:
and i feel no pain,
no hurt, nothing.
just sadness.
and everything is repressed.

its not God,
its me.
who is this me now?
for there are just so many within.