Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Dorin Popa writes

sometimes I can’t hide myself anymore

and I have to face my deeds
with brutality

cigarettes don’t help anymore
daydreaming doesn’t help anymore
only the autumn’s leaves
seem determined
not to leave me

sometimes, after much chasing
I’m caught, unmasked, humiliated
nothing can ever save me now
nothing will ever come close to me
– everywhere I go I run up against
pitiless walls
everywhere I go I suddenly run up against

 Self Portrait: Depression by Songwind

Self Portrait: Depression -- Songwind

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