This period of my life is ending. I might add a few more poems in the future that fit this site, but my vision on life is changing. All I have written is true, and the feelings they express are still with me. But I am giving up feeling hopeless and depressed. The apocalyptic feeling is fading away.

I see hope, brightness, beauty more than ever. Not long ago I was a ghost of the night. To me the world had already died.

But my eyes are adjusted to daylight now. Seeing through your eyelashes distorts the image, that's what I did before. Opening your eyes entirely makes you vulnerable, but only by being vulnerable can you experience delicate beauty.

I relearned how to be amazed, how to wonder, how to be enchanted. I regained my innocence, my purity, but not my ignorance.

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