How Much Do You Think You Worth?

A concussion caused by the greater confession
your ears could hear
Not a song to them, but a huge noise,
Stopping any thought that could urge for a moment,
Cannot believing in what you are hearing,
Cannot imagining what just passed for your ears
All and every fear come to the fore,
Comes from nothing,
From the empty being you once were.
in between are the tears,
Bringing you to your darkest core, a red hot hell,
A new chapter with the introduction of your past
- for who is reading to understand.

No wait out
Like a kid lost in the playground
like a stranger lost in paradise

Suddenly it is time out
Just like the smell of danger in a new round
Just like the sensation in feeling your own rise

After the longest fall,
You think about how much your within universe worth,
How much this soul you use worth,
How much your life lived by now worth.
And then, nothing more comes to your head.
A space. A pure blank. Not even a step from purity.
Stained. Head up. Inner down.

"How much do you think you worth?" - she said
And I thought, 'How can she sees through my eyes like that?'