Nahemah

I can’t recognize, I can’t remember
Who I was before the start
I know it’s not a mystic trance
Only a floating window, on a new black layer.
I begin to forget the colour of my cries.
My veins stayed on the way
Tied to my old stars, dragging
Were you the pain creator?
I should erase the traces forever
Should I kill my architect?
But I’m only sure that….