Sometimes I want to disappear. Like that Of course we should go somewhere But it can not be nowhere In the mountains, by the sea? In India? With whom? Alone? And if the body can not move, You can travel with the mind. One can imagine a trip, Or remember those already traveled. The concept of time does not exist, That of space … neither. Or it’s in another dimension, We have new forces, new shapes I become my horse and my horse becomes the sea It’s true what they say, life begins
at the end of your comfort zone. I want to run away, Till the last breath And you? And you? And you?