my lost, beautiful self

another me, a better me
my lost beautiful self
this cosmic twin might lead me in
a twist of fate, a smiling hand
amid contemptuous strands
as I feel my spirit lifting up
meeting at the higher plane
my angel eyes, my liquid dream
my lost, beautiful self



my path seems to be that of isolation
just like every one else’s
except with no companion
no community
I simply do not attempt
to hide from this path
to escape this isolation
this triple-sided destiny
of the self, the others, the world
I embrace the loneliness
and walk alone in peace