Away
I loved her
and she loved me,
bliss and joy,
infinity.
The years went by
and one by one,
more and more
of me was gone.
Thus came the day,
I dare not say,
that bliss and joy
did fade away.
.
Apart
I sit in the dark, alone.
What now?
I stare at my self in the mirror.
Who are you?
I burst into tears at the supermarket.
Why continue?
I now often talk to myself.
Where do I go?
I no longer get invited to parties.
What happened?
I wonder when it all went wrong.
Was it me?
I decide and change, haphazardly.
What am I missing?
I am finally free.
Will I die alone?
.
Aether
Here I stand,
at the end of the rainbow –
endless possibility.
Confounded –
the strive,
not the gold,
had mattered.
.
Ambivalence
I want it
all
now
forever.
.
by
Peter N. Andersson