I Exist
I, exist between me and myself,
in an ever deepening void.
Whatever angle life is dealt,
of emotions, it seems devoid.
In an ever deepening void,
I realize, I'm slipping away.
Of emotions, it seems devoid.
Yet, so comforting, I think I'll stay.
I realize I'm slipping away,
as I gaze at myself in the mirror.
Yet, so comforting, I think I'll stay.
I am my own souls bearer.
As I gaze at myself in the mirror,
I see what lies beyond my own eyes.
I am my own souls bearer.
How could I not have realized?
I see, what lies beyond my own eyes.
Whatever angle life is dealt,
I am my own soul's bearer.
I exist, between me and myself.
Contest: Pantoum Me
Placement: 4th
Copyright © Paula Swanson | Year Posted 2010
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