Storm (dikt)

[blesha]

Hei dere. Jeg har skrevet dette diktet. La det inn på psykiatri-forum først, så fant jeg ut at kanskje dere også vil synes det er ålreit å lese det. Så her er det:

STORM

In the wind

there is a sound,

howling and calling out

for you to come.

Come closer,

just a little bit closer.

There, can you see me?

I am here behind these walls.

Please, see me.

Behind the walls

you will find a child,

scared, bound and cold.

Longing to be seen and loved.

I never experienced before

what it is like to be cared for and loved

Now I need your patience

to ever become whole.

-Blesha, February 17th 2002