I am

I am

keep reality at stake

for only that way

can I find the courage to be and stay

in a world

where there has never been so many

where I’ve never felt so alone

where ice and coldness is spreading

even as it grows warmer

where I choke

even as there is air in my lungs

where I disappear day by day

even as I am

where people who stood me close

suddenly become strangers

Or is it just something I imagine?

Is it them who are deaf

or is it me

that does not yell loud enough?

If they hear me one day

will they

feel with me

and help me?

stray from me?

will they ridicule me?

Or will it be

too late…?

A/N: Newest poem... Haven't got anything else to say...

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