Poezie - 2004

My Self
~by Estriel~

I’m drowning in me,
falling deep
into the world of glass,
of relativity
Falling into endless sleep

I’m diving in,
spiraling down
into the self-centered whirlwind
A smile, a frown
The line between reality and dream
is dangerously thin

I’m getting lost, breathless
underneath the surface
mirroring my soul
The heat, the frost!
Here I discover a whole
never-ending pattern of contrasting feelings
within my inner self

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