Poems
My Second World
Written at age fifteen
I live 2 lives
One I live, the other…
I love to live
In my own world
Yes, totally my own
My wishes, My ambitions
My feelings, My people
All my fantasy
Through my eyes
Opens the door
To my world only
When I close my eyes
Dreams are my treasure
Dreams are my world
Dreams are the mystries
I would never want to solve
They mirror me
Big or small
Far or near, good or bad
Yesterday or tomorrow
They fly me
Higher and higher
In the night sky
Among the stars
To its own world
My own world
Showing me one more truth
Which gives me relief.
A temporary relief
From the truth I don’t like
From the life I don’t desire
And from the world my body lives in
And that is enough
For me to wake up
New and better
To face my other life
And live my other world