Am I sailing in a sinking boat?
When will I come out of
This octopus hands?
When will I be able to start
An ordinary life?
When will I become
A day-scholar again?
Everything is there,
But only behind this huge mountain…
I wish, I will be able to climb it soon…
Every night, I dream about my life
After recovery…
I usually don’t touch,
The closed days after it…
I go far ahead…
For what?
To run away from reality?
Silssa (1983 – 1999)
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