Cold slowly crawling on my feet
Is eating the last bits of sadness;
I can’t feel my toes anymore.
I am happy to see you smile
When I spend my hours drinking my life away,
And waiting for it to be over.
I wish you saw,
I wish you could understand
That I need this,
I need it more than you see I do.
I wish I were transparent,
I wish you saw through me all the time,
Giving me the space
To detach myself
From you.
I close my eyes,
Disoriented.
Strange place,
Strange faces.
The dense air
Has pushed the smile
Away. No place
For happiness
Among the narrow streets
And shiny buildings.
The five points
Relax the evening,
But do not
Bring any relief.
The weight with no meaning
Has clouded time.
Drywall blocks and
Pointless beats
Are all this place is.
I have emptied myself
Before entering
This dream that is not over yet.
I have only left to wait,
Meditating in patience,
Waiting for the
Peace of awakening.
Blurry.
Funky music. French accent.
Friendly smile.
A small universe in every glass.
Pale all evening.
Crafted mood.
Lonely soul.
Hexagon on the floor.
Time is too slow.
Wishes of time travel
Are as untrue as a cake.
Slow steps back.
Cold room.
Creaking floor.
Empty bed.
Illusion of warmth.
2959.
So much until I smile again.
So little.
So much.
29082018.
