Life of Linen

back to life.
back to reality.


in a town
at a time
which are no longer as it should be
or
how I wished that it would have been

warming
sparkling beautiful
with captivating colors
all I see is black and white

back in the town
once, our town

back to the so-called life
to the reality that remains
that only a fool can manage

collecting a fragment
one at a time
puting them in my hand
careful, not to cut myself on one of them
again

mirrors me, myself and I
in the fragments
can see a little part of someone in them
but what I see is that I was

and there I am
not that I know who she is
where she is on the way
or when she comes back
I can not answer

one day at a time
for future
the only eternity

step by step
heart by heart

...broken fragments - from the inside and out.