... doubt ...



They scream loudly in your eyes.

In that gray black,

where the river of loneliness flows by.

And you lower your eyes in shame.

Close the way to your feelings,

the way out ...

Into freedom!

Nobody should see you,

the way you see yourself:

The person who sits behind this mask.

Because it's only a little person,

who huddled together, hiding in the dark!

And inside you flickers the irrepressible flame of fear that prevents you from letting this little person out ...

Your true self!

But what is preventing you from freeing him from the finer hole?



The answer lies hidden in your lackluster eyes so close to death!

It is bare fear!

Before, ...

that someone could like you for who you really are!



Well, those were just a few thoughts that came to me and that I wrote down ...
(and they are not about me !!!) * g *

But it suits my mood when I write "Foggy Nights"!