I d'ont live here any more

May be
my former happiness
turned to smoke
vanished into the air
where it is lingering invisibly
joining sadness
hope, despair and joy
thickening my breath
difficult to inhale.
I do not recognize myself
an empty room
nothing to give
not even to myself
but buried by those feelings
lingering about
I feel crushed
under their weight.
I wish I could sleep
a very long time
and wake up into
a different being
or a different world.

© Monika Richrath, February 2006