Whispers of forgotten dreams
float around my bedroom...
Fortunado wasn't the only one to be caught behind...
Bricks fall lazily from the indefinable sky like a...
Is it me the one who is writing
this poem...
Music starting with the
unforgettable first beat...
You see,
i don't cry tears...
Laying on her cushy bed
Her calming music plays...
In a room kept secret by the absence of God who...
The eloquent murmur of a loosening is a...
I bleed through my wrists
only for the sake of you...
In it comes
To our lungs...
Let it go, unclench your fist in silence
Watch it all transform and start to make sense...
If suicide be a crime
It is only cowardice that can impel us to it...
The myth of a monster appears in his mind
comparing with rumors is making him blind...