Night confession..

Of course i feel bad It’s obvious that i feel bad But tell me. How am i supposed to help someone breathing when i cannot even breath for myself? How am i supposed to help her body shaking when my soul be shaking too? And the saddest things is that now i realised that i became just like the one i hated. I should be hated too. I cannot feel. I cannot breath. I cannot understand the feeling. I cannot understand the why. I cannot understand how to accept my own existence. I cannot learn. I only be crawling under the height of my own conscious. I alway write about sadness,madness,suffering and the anger of men. But the truth always been said. I CANNOT FEEL I CANNOT BREATH I CANNOT ACCEPT I hate her, yet i became her