Rami is sleeping
will he ever wake up?
does he have anything to give?
or has he given all he got?

Rami popped into my head. Not from the sky or anywhere but from a forced conviction. He remains headless, without a face.

I am not my sorrows
I am not my guilt
I am not my shortcomings
I am nothing that I made
I am not my dreams
I am not my fears
I am not my longings
I am not my scars
I am not my songs
I am not my voice
I am not my love

My being is a mystery that none can comprehend