I wish I could go to a parallel universe
Where i would meet my happy self
And I would have no need to cry through my verse
Where none would teach me how to live
But my own happy self making me believe
Where you being your own best friend will meet the reality
And how ironic is it when this is nothing more than illusion losing the sanity
And making yourself feel the utopia
Where i could actually see myself through my eyes
And help my fallen and crushed self rise
Where Losing the sense of myself
And finding it again
Where i would be the only audience to my losses and gain
And when my parallel universes will collide
I will come out of my hiding chamber
And hopefully
Just maybe
You will know me
And the skyfall of heart will subside
Till then maybe falling is the best thing to do..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem