Study of one's self

These days I’ve been
Moving in square
Circles
My thoughts
Round about
The solution
And refuses for an unknown
Reason
To search and acquire
The
Salvation
Of his days of confusion
But maybe
It is my
Human
Traits and mental
Thinking
That is keeping me away from the
Light that will
Wake me up from
This dream, just to continue another
Illusion
That in which we call life
My mind
Worries by the presence
And the absence
Of “me”
My actions
Are read
Like a blank paper
My words
Known
As cryptograms
My Existence
Understood
As what
Can be known as
A fragment
Of another part of life