Invisible Me


On tippy – toes – more and more lonely
Loveliest in my invisible me
Sweetly sparkling into the distance
Like the moon, brightens and darkens

Going and coming the never
Attainable emptiness – the solitary heart
Full of infinite space
With strange thoughts inside you

Strange, marvelous words
In the night air
Flowering and fading
The scenery of farewell

Emptiness floats toward me
I’ll sit here, waiting
Where nothing is allowed
To be itself – in the infinite
Blissful space between
Tears and endless nothing

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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