Are we still alive… After all?
Or did we really engage in the greatest sin and are we now punished to live?
In a merciless world, in the coldest way?
I did.. I really “went to the woods, cause I wanted to live deliberately”..
It was sweet though, till they came by..
The others, to say, like in Lost or the very usual town people who frightend Edward and scared him away.. However, he was lucky, the little Edward.. He could stay alone, he was already used to live like that..
But what about us? Can we ever escape? Can we build up a new order in which we leave the feeling of trust and love? Are we able to be alone by feeling seemingly satisfied with ourselves?
Or are these wounds caused by the little, selfish, hopeless, unimportant, pointless self? What if they are? Any possible exit?
Can anyone show me a way to leave my soul behind, to reject it and keep going? With or without anything else..

Leave me alone… Would you?... Please?...