Over Penciled Outlines of Pictures

Wait there...the cold and the aloneness are speaking, let them talk –

“All needed shade

Over penciled outlines of pictures”

I’m the leftovers that remain of your fears,

Isn’t a lie…I don’t lie

Just that in this world

In the future

There aren’t laughs for me

There aren’t lights on waiting for me

Always sleeping on apologies’ bed

So I don’t run away from silence

You sense

That feel that make you know

That I, never going to win

But the night and I could survive

She, the only one the tolerate my sins

And follow me whatever

Meanwhile

Keeping up, making remembrance

“Over penciled outlines of pictures”

Paranoia

A conception of an idea

Gladden the odium

Could I be the dangerous in the story?

My free mindset

Obligated to what suppose was a wish dreads

Uncovering a big number of antidotes

In front my head. Had me as a daft to doff

Trying to get it out of me

Escaped of those moments, now I need the memories

I didn’t saw the chain that laced me, now I want the relief

Your points and words

Kiss-and-tell that in me all’s wrong.

Let my mind be the winner this time

Keenly, you take your leak of matter

A choice that you never offer

That you lunge upon my face

Meanwhile I take this idea!

This gladded odium!

Those languish skew!

Those toxic restraints!

So I made my revenge

When all pass by…

We would said that this is was a fable

That I’m ill

That you’re well

That they’re upkeeped about me

and

That we want to disappear

It's Time Die Alone

Already when all enclose is beautification

Just why you ask more than you can

Possibly finish or lead at least to the emancipation

When it come the lure dance

Among your filthiness and what’s in your heart

It’s time to die alone

All memoirs put off of me, put on damask black

That I’ll think it’ll drove myself mad

Also branded that someday,

Somehow,

Somewhere,

Their eyes are on me…

How can I spoke again after this?

When, my resistance

My trick to find stability

Between me in my inside

Is no longer mine

But I ‘till know

I’ve so many stories to tale

Maybe tomorrow

Or may happens nowadays

Under another nightly cloud

For you or

Behind you

When I finally want to sing alone

Unimportant what melody

I already said: “no more”

Well, knocking at the door is somebody telling me

“It’s time to die alone”

It’s time to trail the other way

Where I can’t beam

Or tomorrow

But at the end the time to die alone will come to every one of us.

Goodnight, Sweet Ladies...

Eyes of Theym...

Their eyes on themselves

Ephemeral, from H to T and teeth and blood

And you’re chasing always

Always!

A sunrise after

When all once again return to calm…and

You’d be release from them

When the humanity on them awake up

And you’re eyes close up…

Unloved

Old but alive

Break ‘till breathing

‘Cause the moon is within the room

‘Cause the flames are stick in the wall

When all “yours” and “mines”

Collides in one “alone”

May, I spoke

With thousand stars

Shinning in the mid of the night-time

With a million birds flying on a damask grief

Just…unloved

Once again, inside the tower

Unloved, breaking the shields,

Walls

Buffers

And arms at the finish

Fulfill anger feeding sadness,

When suicide becomes the single way

So less

Well-known

That you’re unloved

Scrabbling solitude upon this,

Just a game of curtains in an empty mind

Playing shadows on a boil gaze

Let’s no accuse and guilt

In all that’s going now!

We’ve to say that the fault fall

In that I’m…

Unloved

Come, put your foot over the state of mind,

Get dirt your hands

In the public shame.

Call the foolishness on me.

Seek and kill

Look and slay

Whisper and prank

It doesn’t injured this time

The black armor in me stays still

Because for you, I

Stand up, unloved

Then, when the blame found somebody

It gives it a kiss at its lips.

An embrace to the heart

Last smother embrace that lock me again in my room

And like it was in the start

At the point when all pass by

Endlessly, in every hour

I’m...unloved