Thursday 3 March 2011

The Illusions of My Crashing Pieces



I keep on losing my self in illusions
all in black and white.
I swim in the softness of that cloud
I move between spaces,
keeping my eyes closed.

I have stabbed my heart to give some colour
to my Universe.
My wings drag my body, I won't lose control.
I see you from distance, I still have breath to get to you.

My body crashes into pieces,
each of them has an own wing
they are coming to you.

Darkness starts to prevail
where are you?
I can't go further.
My body is gone
my soul still hopes to reach you.