Fallen

You know no beginning, but, yes, I do.
I have no ending but neither do you.

The place I am in, what is it out here?
– You show me the way and I want to see it.

You are a face and so am
– Relationship with me, I beg you, I.

I do not travel along this road,
she is the one walking and I just go.

Am I responsible for all the Tragical?
– I find this paradox kind of Mystical.

Paraskevi Mpaxtsevanidou