Drowning in a chronic pessimism.
We are all dirty desires in a world that can not dream.
I sail in a sea of nothing
while my reflexes fight,
those light alternate, while
those shadows are waiting to
fall on me.
Loneliness choice to take me in marriage,
you can see it from my empty eyes,
for long time.
Game with the devil
while I hang the fake smiles of cardboard.
totalitarian and silent chaos
that sounds in my head
between a bad memory
and one forgotten.
Need someone that would take care of me,
Close, so close... to could hold my hands in silence and make me feel good,
to give me a hug and falling asleep with me.
Please someone reads in my heart looking into my eyes.
