Growing apart
In existential monotony
At a slow pace.
Meanwhile an unruffled
And together sinister mantra
Stuns and dazes
My senses,
Like the sound of waves
That caress indented cliffs
Which gets along
With seagulls homilies.
Isolated from everyone and
Everything.
My heartbeat works like
An old broken clock,
Whose hands slowness
Is launching
My way to one other
Agonizing Day.
A strange clangor,
Then a start
And finally silence.
Am I supposed to be free
One of these days?
There isn’t any reason
To rest here eternally
If not that I’m scared
By myself.
Darkness overcomes
In early morning.
Growing apart
In existential monotony
At a slow pace.
Meanwhile an unruffled
And together sinister mantra
Stuns and dazes
My senses,
Like the sound of waves
That caress indented cliffs
Which gets along
With seagulls homilies.
And even if the road
Is almost desert,
I’m tasting
My last moments
Because
Only
A skid
Separates me
From my end.
I carved your name
On my arms
Looking for a way out of here...
Here, where every tomorrow
Seems too far away!
It's too late
To save
Me.
Only
Death
Will be
Able To share
Our
Roads.