If I Disappear 

I wish sometimes that I could Just simply 

Disappear into nothingness 

A void within a void. 
Never to be heard 

Never to be seen 

Like burnt smoke in air 

To merge with it all

Until, 

the smoke is not smoke 

Anymore 
To cease to exist 

Would count perhaps,

As the ultimate bliss 
An ocean of oblivion 

In which I swim to eternity 
I fear no pain 

I feel no joy 
I flow and I flow 

But 

You see 

Even the I – dissolved along with me. 

Natalia Awasty

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