You're still trying to invent a personality for me Which will only keep me away from myself.

I have had quite enough humiliation Lately, to bring me to the point At which humiliation ceases to humiliate. You get to the point at which you cease to feel …

What is hell? Hell is oneself. Hell is alone, the other figures in it Merely projections. There is nothing to escape from And nothing to escape to. One is alwa…

We die to each other daily. What we know of other people Is only our memory of the moments During which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pret…