Reflect Ellen Röhn

Reflect

Day by day disaster it strikes, The cloud up above getting heavier, The deep-rooted feeling of the ground, Breaking from underneath at any minute. Lost here in this moment, Without patience when everything unravels. It’s growing dim, And I can’t seem to tell it apart anymore. Like waking up underwater and Now I can’t breath,

This chapter of a never ending story: Forever framed within.

Where are we? I’m trying to figure it out, Without luck, peeling the layers, A doll, inside a doll, inside a doll. I’m not crawling on my knees just yet, Sometimes it’s rock-hard or worse, Like trying to catch the silence where it sings, I wish it was a box of stars, Reflecting light when opened,

Coming apart at the seams. Just standing at the bottom, Eyes wide, and curse.

Patience: I’ve heard the word before, But it never meant much more, Than just a thing I always had, Until now. I wanna make it an abandoned memory, A book, but filled with blank pages. Keeping our heads high, Hoping for a safe place to land.

Poem by Ellen Röhn