I am on my way
not with a goal 
but with a purpose 

I am distracted
without a purpose
but with a goal

we don’t notice
each other
but if we keep going
we might meet 

The end of the forbidden street
fades out 
out of sight

because my focus
shifted

The dark buildings surround 
me

looking up this massive dark wall
I do see light

but the darkness is concrete
and the light is just

reflecting 
on tears falling down 

I constructed all of this
to hold the noise out
to become myself

and now nature
takes my view away

I cannot really go down anymore
to all the rooms where the doors are closed
I can enter them
but there is an eerie silence 
even the dust hangs still in the air

I cannot go down there
because I closed the doors
because I am afraid to throw away the key 

In the shadow I found my relief
a door that is closed
something to hold on to