I sometimes wish I could completely lose myself,
give my ‘being me’ out of hand,
lose track of my raging thoughts,
go down with complete surrender,
get drowned in love -
and at last find some centered position
between enthousiasm and desolation.And then – from time to time -
I wish I could tell somebody…
anybody.
Or at least myself.
How afraid the future makes me,
how much trouble I am having to face up,
how unsure I am about everything,
how I am moved by the uncontrollable,
how I am unworthy of all the things around me.
Today is the day when I will either face or bury my love forever…














