mirror

i’m afraid to watch, afraid to see
and no one can tell me why
no one can look inside of me
no one, that is, but i

i search inside for glimpses of hope
meaning for meaningless days
but my innermost is a kaleidoscope
for all who venture to gaze

colour my world with rays of light
that do not bend or fade
or show me at least the merciful sight
of a dark and endless shade

(28.11.4)

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