octubre 09, 2011

The end of my simulated amnesia

I turn around before i’ve woken up and got lucidity

I woke up in the end of my simulated amnesia

I came back here to govern the lands that i deserve

To reclaim what is mine


But i realize something

The people has distorted faces

They kiss each other

Even they had video cameras recording every fucked second


Lents were far away than in their eyes

I saw all the beauty fall down and go with the drainage

Offset by a brilliant gray light behind the sky

What a hell are they doing?


I couldn't respond me

I feel dizzy

I prefer coming back to my dream before going away to reality.

I’m only feel comfortable there, inside me.