Still Alive

When I feel that I am nothing,

Empty hands and light head
When I feel that I am floating
Not knowing where to go
Or what to do
Not remembering where I come from
Not knowing why
Things must go and disappear

I touch myself
I pinch my skin
I move and occupy another space
To check

If I still set aside
What Is there and what isn’t

I move to fill an emptiness
I go I step forward
To know where life is

I inflict pain
Just to know if I am still alive

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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