Focus: This Picture (I)

I am like a robot.
I have lost how to feel.
I don’t know if I’m going nuts.
I just don’t know what needs to heal.

I don’t know if I want to die,
Or if ever I still want live.
I’m still finding the truths that lie.
Did I hurt someone? Do I need to forgive?

To me, happiness is not near.
Neither is sorrow here.
Should I have faith in my fear?
Should I believe the voice of doubts I hear?

I am numb.
So are my feelings,
Deaf and dumb.

Tochi