I want to dissolve in bitter tears .... I want the sweetness of the white clouds ... clearing my gray days ..... I wanted to be able to fight against my internal violence ... but it's late ... I can not feel it anymore The warmth of loving arms ... I no longer want to smile with friends in bars at night ..... I want to lie in a dark room and let life for me pass .. without me seeing her .... . I want the complete oblivion of the sunny days ..... of the wishes I have created in my hallucinatory moments ... just the cigarette company killing me slowly ... the devil lurking in the corner ... smiling every now and then .. .me waiting ... my hell is worse than burning ... it's worse than imagining ... I want the coldness of the cruel stones closing my bed in the shadows of death ... I mean that I loved ... that I hated .... I stopped being something or someone .... just a story told badly, quickly forgotten .....

She wants to die

She wants the pain

loneliness

In her hand...the knife

Color red

Not enough to pass

Blood on the floor

Waiting for the moment

When her will be close 

Forever...like a dream

She will smile

A sad smile

No tears 

No one to see her

A shadow in this place

She wants to die

No love in her fucking life

No one to say goodbye

Almost done

Last thought to him

Last whisper in shame

Hell

Fear

Clouds in the eyes

Trying to get back

No way

Prisoners in the collective unconscious
Blind,
Grumpy mouths snorting venom in the name of God,
Cursing in the name of love,
 Filthy feet crawling in an orgy in the old world. .
Wanting white masks to crush his hands,
The languages,
 Tearing the viscera,
In a dark night of dread and lamentation,
Which even in the deepest spheres of Dante could not hear,
So much dirt on a sweet face
 With an exposed heart pulsing only for the chosen ones ..
We have seen that it kills with promises of imperial paradise

Died without love
With the keys in hand
The winds continue to howl on the hill
 Stars fell in the sea
No brightness, no color.
She died with narrow eyes.
No flower on your gravestone
Swallowed by worms
No regrets
In the eternal vacuum gliding