Possessive Thought

As a shadow you walk through life
Nobody wants anything from you
Nobody is waiting for you
Few know you exist

The crown of all creations
The worst and most hated are you

The thought are mans biggest curse
You were not strong enough to carry it
The thought became your burden

Painful it is for he who picks it up
Because he shall carry its weight
From life into eternity he shall carry it

The thought is possible
But only for he who seeks
Until death he will be possessed