andreya

I sit alone, in the darkness
And think to myself:
Believe, Believe
And for a long time
Nothing happens
But then I can see
Into the blackness
And I see nothing
But it enfolds me
And it is safe
And I am living in it.
My back has been hurting
My feet have gone numb
But now I feel nothing
I float in nothing.
This is it.
The tip of an iceberg.