Comments about Paul Smith
I look into the mirror and see ghost,
A face devoid of emotion, devoid of feeling,
A shadow of a past, of a life I almost remember.
My mind is travelling at 100mph,
I can’t focus on any thoughts, nothing is clear,
Then the nightmares begin, taking over my mind.
The same questions over and over,
My value to this world, my value to myself,
Always the same answer, nothing, no value whatsoever.
Why is this happening, what did do?
Nothing matters anymore, nothing matters at all,
The world is so empty and once more I’m alone.
Like a cure ...