Voices outside

The door bell ring
a call in phone
someone at the door
someone wants to speak
I shut my eyes
I squeeze myself deeper
deeper in this room's corner
the voices outside
at first whispering
now screaming in horror
I can't move
I can't face what's beyond
they are coming closer
they are breaking the door
desperation, my heart in terror
my last pray
before being awake.

Homesick again

I need to go home to hug you
to hear your voice again
it has been so long
it has been so hard to be away
I feel lost without you
something is missing in me
it's the piece of heart we share
it's your unconditional love
you're so unique
you're so genuine
I wish, I could have wings
to fly to you.

Silent house

Silent rooms screaming for life
black cat sleeping in a couch
white light coming through windows
far thoughts fearing to die.
Silent -conner expectator
wishing to fall sleep
to dream a dream
to have  hope
to be happy
to smile.

Rooted sorrow

Dark roots tangled around me
pulling hard leaving scars
teary eyes and motionless limbs
hopeless I stand
consumed by fears
dragged by forces beyond me
seems too late
to try to escape
or cry for help
the roots of sorrow tangled
all around me
sofocating me slowly
taking the life resting on me.

Witness of pain

It hurts to see
how you're turning away
numb by your pain
going insane
It hurts to see
how you scratch to bleed
again and again openly
I have tried to close my eyes
close my heart
built a wall
It hurts to see
that your blindness
doesn't allow you too see
beyond your own will.
It hurts to see
that with every wound
in you, deeply carved
self made
you're taking my sanity
and not only me.

I wanted

I wanted to take you beyond
the sad trees and the lonely afternoons
the monotonous,wordless days
the quiet existence of a ghost
I wanted to move your horizon
out of the margens of trivial
turn your world into a wonder
forget of all evil
embrace fragil moments
deny old rules
live in euphoria
caress glory .

Spin

Close your eyes and spin

don't let the clock stop you

with  the endless ticking of fading time

nor the running life

that unexpectly can kiss you

goodbye

spin to the sound of the nocturne

find delight in every note 

as if it was first,last and only one.