Left (alone)


Since time has come

I can only look back.

But when I look back

I can see my mistakes.


When I see the mistakes

It is too late to turn around.

But when I see it is too late

I fall deeper and deeper.


When I fall in that hole

It doesn´t let me out again.

But when it doesn´t

A part of me disappears in it.


When this part disappears

It doesn´t mean I do it, too.

But it means that

It´s not me what is left.