terça-feira, 26 de janeiro de 2016

25/08/2015 - Ode ao inevitável

I am craving everybody's else words
In a desperate aim to save me from my own's

I've been reading everyone, anything
that could tell me how
to heal me here,
now
My tears join me as an easy smile
So I'm often drowned
In miles
of profoundness -
Any word can be a terrifying fact -
I am just a gril
in a woman dress

I claim mercy
I don't have a single problem
I'm just thirsty
I just can't breath
Anymore carbon
monoxide

I'm tired of this salty
Self pity croon...

I look at the full moon...
A nude me as eroded as I used to be.
Now I feel like a new moon at noon.
A naked eye show
That no one can see.
I'm eclipsed by myself
There's nothing left...

I have to make peace
To my miracle rebirth act
After death

My head whispers: soon, soon...

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