an experienced poem with no experience at all

alone
blind inside
(darkness is the only color)
where even dreams
know loneliness
surrounded
with most inner demons
crawling
from the past of my soul
whispering songs
only too known to me
by words with no sense
but a lot of meanings
to live or to leave
that is a question
reverberating
in the coldest icicles
where live is spelled evil
reflected
in the red eyes
of the shapeshifting mindshapes
that lurk
in the leaden lid above me
like the emptiest universe
mirroring me

stripped naked
i do not know
(maybe i never will)
that a desperate hope
that cannot die
blue as forget-me-nots
woven into my skin
helps me survive
every day every night

© Aleks 2021

Datum objave: 7. 10. 2021