Had never a competence in choice
To not be culpable for my emotions
I created a scary monster inside
Who wants to get feed all the time
I want to stay out from it
Leaning me back to it by signs
It is impossible to go along it
Like imagining a new colour
Want to be aware of my words
I started a delusional way
I will leave it somewhere in between
The hopes and the fruition
Yet a part of it will remain
Only in my words, it will stay
Mingling my thoughts again
Here I am with my dinkum words
That were twaddles long again
In case I felt terrible again
Enchantment I had been given
By my soul long ago, forgotten
Till this day, alluring within
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