Is pointless to try to
find excuses
and lock away all memories
fooling myself that all
those open scars
finally will stop bleeding
all the questions
finally will get the right
answers
and close this circle
which is still full of
crackles.
The fire have sealed my
soul to yours
and it burns
every time our universes
collide
giving me an illusion
that I still believe to be
real.
The waiting became agony
and the hope is killing me
every time
I keep it high
but nothing goes the way I
wanted to go.
And you are moving far
away
in those dreams that once
were happy and vivid
and now
I look at you unable to
reach you
unable to hold you
The fire will always burn
and the rain will be
always wet
I cannot ignore anymore
the pain
but I can't let you go
either
becoming myself
my own executioner.
©
Diana Mistera 3.1.2016
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