My heart is empty.
The Earth it seems to me that is flat.
The distances dissapear and there’s no more distance…
Everything is close…
But I am still captive in a repulsive world.
I wish I was free
Like a bird of passage.
The past is refusing me.
The disgusting present wants me.
Through the burglars,thieves and coorse killers
Through demon’s games,who came on the Earth
With blackened cornels by the lust of pleasure.
Everything they know are modern cars.
But the others only know a piece of bread
To live one by another day.
I begin to believe there’s no white colour
Cause it was destroyed by people.
And this thought is torturing me again
I just wanna like EVERYTHING to be close.
But I terribly feel that the evil inside me
Becomes stronger and stronger…
In my left arm veins I wanna
Weave with the syringe needle,
A way with blood.
And to don’t cry!
I wanna feel how the red stain hurts
me awful
And after that only horizon of wings
To alight in my eyelides like a flag into
the air.
I wanna give on with my head to
the walls,
And blow up my brains!
I wanna pull out my heart
from chest,
To tear it and to crumb it
piece with piece.
I wanna take out my eyes from my orbit.
I wanna see how the horizon gets closer to
the Earth breathing….
I want myself to get closer
And to hold on the rainbow and the
horizon in my palms.
But what for?
Why should I let my sadness of shame
That today I’m captive in such a
miserable world
To rush me on?
What for all of these?
Cause I can’t write only about yesterday.
And when today will be yesterday;
When tomorrow will be today
When EVERYTHING will be too close…
Then it will drive away or not
the calamity.
