I am absolutely falling into nowhere..
Slowly like a feather..
Unnoticed like a stranger..
Painful like a song..
Burning like a candle..
Calm like the water..
Sinking in its peacefulness..
Gone soon like a breeze..
And I am frightened by the dark, that builds like a wall around me...
My voice lost, for I once screamed too much.. Too loud..
I'm strangely fading from the crowd..
Even the reader, whom is interested in my writers side
Will forget and never see..
How serious.. I was.. Now am..
How these feelings were and are so very real to me.
Drawing: Ophelya Donaldson