Sometimes it feels
there isnt a me
I look at the mirror
but nothing I can see
The light gets through
as if I am not there
& I dont feel
myself just so bare
I speak to myself
But the me doesnt reply
The voices escape
The self just doesnt comply
Am I still breathing?
or right at the door?
Is it the sky?
Or an invisible floor?
Is it that tunnel
which leads to the other side?
Or is it just me
Who has just died?
(Wrote this at 4-5 am, cant get enough thoughts now to complete it :-| )
Beautiful...i was about to add some more lines to complete it but realised that i might just spoil sum meaningfull wonderful thoughts..cheers
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