I am a tiny ray of light in the darkness…
I am a little drop in an ocean of life…
I am a simple word of unspoken eternity.
I am a sharp edge of reality-knife…
I’m an invisible tear caught by wind…
I am a broken wing of a foolish dream…
I am a torturous pain looking for drug.
I am a grain of sand in an endless stream…
I am a pure bliss in a vicious circle…
I am a silly laugh of a tragedy’s end…
I am a soul, godforsaken, lost somewhere…
I am a loud hope of a desert land…
So, what am I? I still don’t know.
Somebody’s abhorrence, somebody’s love.
What am I?
© Copyright: Lena Prosto, 2003
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