A small poem thing I wrote about Life.
Well I'm not even sure if its a poem or not but its a small story of a journey we sometimes feel, Like many journeys it starts of depressing but it shows that in time there is a light at the end.
.......well I guess you have to figure it out.
Cur ego sim solus
Enim est quod volo non pertinent
Quando veniet affectum solam entis abeundum
Cur ego sentio amisit et solus
Volo frui anima videtur, miror quid foret sicut
Si utraque vita est donum, turn cur non frui mea vit
Omnia volo est frui vita
Quia ego postulo amor et spes
Taedet me solam entis
Nolo sentire quod solus numquam iam
Ego nunc agnosco quid vita est omnia cir
Nunc ego ris frui vita mea cum alios
Sentio quod vita mea ingenti spe plenus
Ego nunc possum frui vita mea
Opinor pertinent hie post omnia
As I am not very proficient in Latin, I used Google Translate to translate the poem to English. I do not know how accurate the translator is, but the words I see are ones of hope in spite of the loneliness. May you continue to see this light and this optimism in your life.
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I am not a textbook case of any particular disorder; I am an abstract, poetic portrayal of neurovariance with which much artistic license was taken.
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