“There’s no devil on one shoulder and angel on the other
They’re just two normal people”
I used to have imaginary friends
I used to dream about imaginary friends
I used to live with imaginary friends
And i went on to find myself then
And i couldn’t
So i searched in books and movies and series
And i couldn’t
So i searched in people
But i couldn’t
So i searched in the world
So i could
But i couldn’t find the world
So i searched in god
But i couldn’t find myself
But i could find it
That it wasn’t myself
And that i could go on and state a hundred
A thousand maybe
Characteristics in me
Thoughts in me
Talents in me
But i wasn’t me
I wasn’t those thousand things
I wasn’t all the crap of the world
I wasn’t everything , nor nothing
And that those imaginary friends
Were all a side of me
Each one at a time
And i didn’t create them
They were what someone should call i
And in those stories i lived with them
In the end
They all died
In the end
Except one
The only one whose searching for the end here
zaki monzer 