Another self

The preface to prepare for what’s to come,
The first chapter to be blind,
have bliss, evolve to someone.
The essence to be cloned until you fit,
in the storyline.
The end, that’s where you win,
until you start with the other nine.
Could I be read????

I’ve learned to swim but still I drown,
While my new self evolves,
my body’s floating further away from me,
drifting further on the sea, the sea of solitude.
Floating to join the other former me’s in their quest of not to be.

It’s not the change that brings the fear,
It’s knowing I’m no longer here.
It’s someone else who fills my shoes,
not made by me’s but made by you’s.

Staring at myself from a distance,
seeing what I have become, unlike some,
I’m the creator, the hater,
of that substitute called me,
Wanna get out, stop floating on that fucking sea.

[dromerig elfje]

hij is mooi!