Closeness

When I write I am so close to myself

that

I do not feel guilty or weary.

I am so honest and with my soul wide opened

and

I will not ask anyone to get that.

I paint my pain in blurry lines

but

I am so close to myself.

Hollowness

I silenced my anxiety

and

I took off my dusty coat.

I sighed so relieved

cause

I can be myself now.

I look obssesively for my pen

until

I draw letters with my fingers.

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