Chyna

Who I'm I?

That's a very intresting question Im not capable of answering. If I had an answer on that, my world had been a bit easier, but still a kinda more dull place. In time I guess you will have formed some kind of own opinion about that.

But some small fractions I can give you. I live to write, that make my life a bit more bearable. And enjoy drinking away hours on small cafés, either hiding behind a book, or study people and their behaiver.

I will end this, with a little poem of mine.

Maze of life

The intensifying darkness, clouds my vision It’s hard to navigate without an inner compass I have no clue on which paths i once have tread, and which the shadows still for me conceals There is no shining star, to guid me out safe

So I’m stuck whit piles of dusty bones All my courage is lost and gone Thier dead souls sing harmful hymns, of endless searching, and great defat When i stare into their empty sockets, I can se my own destruction

© Chyna