glass

Invisible war


The air solidifies,

Muting the howls,

Leaving me to hear them

Only in my head.

A power surge.

I cannot help but

Stare at the breaking light bulbs

And the twisted reflections

In the shattered glass.

The ground is shaking,

Swallowing trees into the fissures.

And I remain standing

In the middle of the chaos,

Martyring my mind

Over the life

That has never existed anywhere,

But in the dreams.

One more night… One more night… –

I repeat to myself, trying to survive

Until the morning that might not come.

I am fighting the invisible war

With the enemy I refuse to admit,

Feeling it eating me from the center on,

And the chances of winning

Are close to zero.

 

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No more


Reflections are dissolving,
Colours are dripping of the skin.
No more dreams and paralysis,
No more darkness and shades.
A light air draft
Is pushing forward,
Step by step.
Walking towards the Sun,
Entering the glass door,
Not waiting for the next moment.
A quick jump that lasts eternity
Passed before I could notice.
Objects and concepts melt
Under the sunlight,
No way up
Or down;
No more hell
Or heaven;
The seconds have perished.
No more time.