Idées Fixes Poem by Marika Kartozia

Idees fixes crawl on my brain, like insatiable snake
And I am in the middle of complete chaos, fear, insomnia again
living in the atmoshpere, where dreams and reality merge
Walk inside inner vast solitude, quiet and unobtrusive
Endlessly cold and lonely, suffering in pain
Heavy sea of commotions, can not be tamed
I am like wound itself, blossoming and dying wounds,
Replacing and slaughtering each other everyday
Imagination is the only salvation, helps me to escape
Fantasizing everything, all is metamorphosis in this space
Full with ebullience, filling up vacuity of the days
This is me, with frantic desire to live in better place