my most terrifying demons

It certainly is a terrible day…
Or night…
All I feel is a vague vision of my most unclear demons…
Mostly covered by the solitude I’m surrounded by…
And the absurdity I have to lean on seems unbelievably stupid right now…
And the stupidity of the contrary, just adds the pain…
No longer my chest hurts… but it still does…
I wonder, just for now, if I will be able to understand what I meant right now…
That’s not the main point, is it?
I also have considerable doubts about what I am…
I also don’t know if there’s anything wrong with it or not.
There can be a conclusion to all these…
And I don’t really find it that necessary to tell it all…
I’m young…
I maybe feeling it…
But everybody admits that I am…
I may have all my life ahead of me…
All my life,
Ahead of me…
I wonder,
When will I stop thinking like this?
I also wonder,
Will I ever stop?