- Who am I? I am wide open for everyone to problem-solve. These wars became empty, who am I ? Trying to pull the shot when we lose the love of human being. Kept lying to, kept lying to. I said that for more than once. I am hopeless. I want to say keep the promise. I wanted to become one. Only wanted to be alive and stay alive. Being a human being. Cut me open to see the bleed widely. Over these wars at Jericho. Empty promises we made now. I am crying. Who have I become? Sister love me, no more healings on my head. It’s real. Under this skin, I made surface promises, trying to implode on an ever-ending war. Trying to see my common senses to bleed. I am bleeding. Jericho help me out. Over these wounds I am bleeding. Confusion is real. I am confident. Distraction, reaction. I made a promise. It’s hunting my shell bleed. Confident. These moments are sickness. Crying to my skin, these roots are bleeding, trying to become wounds.