Stefanie Fontker - Schism

You speak of my depression,
Something I have yet to see.
Hiding in darkest shadows,
Is this the land your eyes
Have only ever let you visit?
You observe me, but never
The rest of this old world.
The realm the rest of your
Forever lovely schizophrenia
Yearns to visit, does not face here.

Stefanie Fontker

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