It's so easy to sink in loneliness
Let go of everything
that keeps you on the surface
and submerge in the water that is so eerily silent
it suppresses your feelings
You can just exist
Or cease to exist
After sinking in the loneliness
all the sounds seem to resonate kilometers away
Just like you would hear everything through thick water
The journey to the surface would take half a lifetime
and you are not sure
if you have so much time left
The light which penetrates through the cloudy layer
is even at its best only a vague glimpse
of a possible future
It will remind you of
what you could be
how you could be
who you could be
When you have floated
in the middle of the black water
long enough
toying with the idea of staying there
you may realize that it is not loneliness
It is isolation
Without noticing you have sunk deeper
into the small pond
which within days grows into a sea
On one hand it would be easy to try
to swim to the surface
and try to find all the small streams that lead out
Let them take you away
so life could start streaming on your skin again
On the other hand it would be easy to sink deeper
let it just be and forget
Although people
who hover over you as gray clouds
don't see the beauty of the waves
you do not have to rise
If the black surging sea warms you
feeds you
let it take you
