Abracadabra

 
You occupy my other-self

The one that no one has ever seen
 
The one that was even invisible to me

You dawned in,and I came to know

What this dreariness was about

It was the ignorance of this other me

The one that purely belongs to thee

Reviews

[kmartell]

I read and reread this it will be midnight, a tight room in the attic, i will continue to read this, i will not stop, there might be something i need to know, moths bump against my lampshade, i still don't know who i am, so i will have to listen, the window is open, a car beeps twice far away. the old man who lives across the street hammers on a metal dog dish, in the blank darkness of our collective ruined soul

[WILDERNESS]

superb and deep, I envy your sacred inner self..............keep writing

[WILDERNESS]

superb and deep, I envy your sacred inner self..............keep writing