Halt

Abest

Compositor: Ab·est

The further I grow
Apart
Of what I
Encountered
The more I mourn
For my
Self

Somthing smoulders
Inside
My
Body
The hearth
That is

I just closed
My eyes
I detached
So long ago
Just to hide
Away

No grasp
No hold
An endless fall
Through the veil

No grasp
Of what surrounds me
No hold
Of what happens

A blurred, bypassed stream
That is my life
A current of air
Around me