Tuesday 12 December 2017

Namesake

I feel myself being teared apart
By every step and every hour
I feel their hands pulling me down
This lugubrious place is who I am
And I cannot cut my roots
Despite all clues and shivers
That I feel behind my back
Inside I get to do my own paintings of myself.

And I drank it until the last
Drop of what I became in this past years
I drowned myself into the fresh poison
And abandoned all the ignorance
That keeps us safe from the world's
Creepy illusions
This heady illusions that kill
Every namesake within.

Do all who discover the stanchions
Of loneliness
Became alone?

The remote challenges of existing
This heavy burden that lies
Inside the soul
The pervasive but still subtle
Touch of solitude

I only embrace the shade that carries me.

Monday 11 December 2017

Illness


I can´t free myself from this touch
Feeling so deadly
Shining upon my eyes
Making me blind
It’s bringing Death into my heart

 
But I left so long ago
If I cannot survive the depths
In this river of illness
I have one last bullet
Just let me know when it´s time

 
Prove to myself that I can resist
But for thousands of years
That I´ve been around
It tastes so shameless
That I felt down
 

Yet I left so long ago
If I cannot survive the depths
In this river of illness
I have one last bullet
Just let me know when it´s time
 

The pain heats me like the floor
When I let my body down
Intrinsic pieces of myself
They´re all long gone
The hemorrhage of my existence
My whole self undone
If I cannot survive, Just let me know.