FOREBODING SENSE OF EMPTINESS

Those days are like an empty show
where I entertain my shadows
When do I know when is right
to let you go or,
where I belong.

Shadows I entertain my shadows
playing chess with my ghost
a game thas is already lost.
Shadows, I entertain my shadows
and into the shadows I go.

I don't hear you anymore
my pain
is always an opened door
there's no reason to feel sorry for
just hold still for.

© Diana Mistera 21.7.2012

NEW-BORN

Dreams are falling

hit the floor

without no one catching them.
Shapes are fading
disappearing
into the metamorphosis of times.
Time for healing
and come out into the sun
knowing that it will not
burning me to ashes
but leading me to the light
to new dreams
to a new beginning
to the new side of me.

© Diana Mistera 13.7. 2012