My Innermost Thoughts
Sometimes I remember much more that I would need
Sometimes I would prefer not to write at all
In this way, I don’t reveal anything about myself
Each time I express my emotions with my penned words
It is like I expose myself showing my innermost thoughts
Taking off all those numerous protective garments enwrapping me
I was born to bear grief and anguishes silently
Pretending that nothing happened
Pretending that everything would be the outcome of my imagination
Life is a delightful mystery and gift
It would be easier to obscure the reality with the darkness of my dreams
Since only in the gloomy dreams I can find my peaceful haven.
Esther Racah
