Misfortune of Life

Day #1

I had a fight with my brother two days ago or maybe yesterday, and I hit my mother by mistake it was an unavoidable mistake, this event will or maybe has changed the course of my life. I got disowned for a day even if it's an unusual thing, it changed everything it is truly sad what a human does when he is angry, a man becomes an animal with no morals when he cannot see what's Infront of him. I went to a friend's house and talked a little bit of what happened... they said, “you are at mistake what you did is unforgiveable.” I did not say anything not because I don't have anything to say but because my mouth couldn't let the words come out. I feel like a cage eager to be filled, but in the end a man cannot fill his own emptiness, it is absurd but when a man is put against the world he will lose a billionth time. I really feel sad not that this is new I always felt sad, like I don't belong to anything, I'm a traveler here and there just destined to pass by memories and see them as nothing. is this punishment from God for being born, or just a great amount of bad luck since I was born and knew what was going around me, I felt sad and weird around everything, like a stone you throw at the ocean it bounces then drowns never to be found again. when I look at the mirror I see fragments of a dead person, I neither am myself or anyone, I'm simply a creature stripped from human ethics and emotions. there's no point in doing anything, I merely exist. my purpose is to observe and then die like how I was born crying. my loneliness is full of people. my greatest enemy is my brain sometimes I wish I didn't have one, so I don't have to suffer because of it, I'm a cloudburst, a storm in the inside there's nothing but a huge empty hole.

Day #2