What if I just died right here.
What if
I became one with nature,
And disappeared
behind the glass.
You couldn’t look at me
Then.
What if
I slept
In this wretched bed
And never woke up.
And I didn’t do anything
The night before,
I didn’t swallow more pills
Than I could count,
I didn’t cut my wrists
And bleed through the sheets,
I didn’t suffocate
Under your guilt,
I didn’t taste
The cement
Below that tall building.
I didn’t.
I didn’t eat poison.
I just ate your words.
They’re never
Kind enough
To let me die.
Right
Here.
In this wretched bed.
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 2:09 PM UTC
A volte vorrei provare dolore.
Vorrei sbucciarmi le ginocchia,
Correre e
Scappare,
I polmoni in fiamme.
Vorrei ferirmi le mani,
Arrampicarmi
Tra rami con le spine,
Le braccia indolenzite
E le gambe tremanti.
Vorrei un taglio sul labbro,
Un occhio nero
E un dente scheggiato.
Voglio i rimasugli
Di un litigio,
Di una battaglia,
Di una guerra,
Un confronto letale.
Voglio i segni,
I tagli,
I lividi,
I graffi.
Voglio i graffi.
Sanguino
E le bende sono pulite.
Sanguino
E non fa male.
Sanguino
E non lo noti.
Sanguino
E non è rosso,
È nero.
Buio pesto.
** gli occhi serrati.
** le mani strette in pugni.
** la bocca spalancata
E ** perso le parole.
Me le hai rubate.
Mi hai rubato anche il dolore.
A volte vorrei provare dolore.
Dec 6, 2025
Dec 6, 2025 at 7:03 PM UTC
Death has been
Chasing me.
As a child,
I used to hide
In my mother’s
Gritted teeth
And shield
From my father’s
Bleeding screams.
Death was there,
Watching me,
Studying me.
I wondered
If she would
Take me,
Keep me safe,
But she just…
She just stood there.
My feet
Took me farther,
I was taller,
Wiser and
Somehow
Younger.
I knew less,
My world
Had changed,
I had a sister now.
Death came again,
She held
My sister’s hand,
She held it
So tight
I thought
She would break it.
She didn’t.
She just
Broke her spirit.
My sister is cursed,
Death has been
Chasing her.
Maybe Death
Wasn’t after me,
Maybe she was
Warning me.
I decided then.
I spent years
Preparing,
Folding my clothes,
Writing letters,
Choosing a luggage.
If Death
Wanted something,
She could take
My childhood,
My dreams,
My shadows.
She could take
Me.
Death has been
Chasing me.
I cannot
Escape,
I can only
Outrun her.
Nov 16, 2025
Nov 16, 2025 at 4:40 PM UTC
In an instant,
breaths
became blows,
stares
turned into glances
and I couldn’t
reach myself
as far as
I could reach you.
Nov 16, 2025
Nov 16, 2025 at 3:54 PM UTC
Meet me where your thoughts die
And your hopes rise,
Meet me at the end of the world
Or at the very beginning,
It does not matter.
Just meet me.
Don’t make me wait,
There’s not a rustle
Nor a swish,
In these woods everything ceases.
Don’t leave me alone,
Feel this quiet with me,
I can’t surrender to my thoughts.
Don’t let me fall,
These roots are trapping me.
My hands start to tremble,
Words get lost in the wind
And I vanish,
Like Alice and the White rabbit.
This time though,
No Cheshire Cat can show me home.
Nov 16, 2025
Nov 16, 2025 at 3:28 PM UTC
Once I was a bird.
Wind guiding me
To a home
I never really owned.
When Earth took me,
Sad I couldn’t be
As home I came.
Once I was fire,
Burning forests,
Ashes my children.
Earth never came to me,
Men did.
I became smoke.
Once I was a man,
Crawling through friends
Death did not care to claim.
Earth did not call me,
There was nothing to take
But a pile of mud
And a hundred broken bullets.
Nov 16, 2025
Nov 16, 2025 at 3:25 PM UTC