I had always loved writing poems. For me it is the way of expressing myself. Letting go all the emotions and thoughts. And in the end the feeling of relaxation. Sometimes I read the old poems and think what a mess I was. I still little am, but now I do things differently. I remember this poem. It’s hard to translate to English and it can lose the point I wanted to say, but it’s still good. And life good much better from that times.
‘’Pogrešam glas nekoga, ki me bo prebudil iz sanj, kjer je vse popolno, prebudil in povlekel v realnost in rekel, da vse bo še dobro!’’
‘’I miss a voice of someone, that will wake up me from my dreams, where everything is perfect, wake me up and pull me to reality and said, that everything will be ok!”