I thought it wouldn't happen to me
I thought it was only stories
I thought it was something made up to scare people
but I was wrong
it did happen to me
I woke up
but I couldn't move
I heard my bed creak
something appeared from beneath my bed
it wasn't human
it started to knead my back
as if it were a stone that it wanted to break
it moved faster than anything I've ever seen
it hurt
it hurt bad
I screamed for someone to help me
but I couldn't move or even talk
I screamed inside my head
like a comma
I wanted death to free me from that nightmare
a few seconds later all of it stopped  
seconds that felt like an hour
I moved again and the creature was gone
but my memory never let me forget

this is the last day that I have peace
fake peace
loneliness for me is peace
loneliness can be a mess too
destruction
and paralysis
the 3 am version is my best
I get to be me
with no one around to judge me
or compare me with
the 3 am version is my worst as well
or the best opportunity for the shadow people to appear
to hold me and never let me go
tonight was my last night "alone"

maybe love is in New York City
already sleep
you stay wide awake
in California
listen to the quiet
while it leaves
listen to the heartbeats
when it returns to you
like it never left

the void is
the ultimate mystic doorway
it allows you
to disappear
into a non-existence universe
against the backdrop of Vantablack
of eternity

a warm weather as a history
being so beautiful
and emotional
the summer hitting in Italy's grass
through the eyes of a golden flower
falling in love
for the first time

I can feel the eyebags deep and purple
Like a tattoo of a magical creature
All these numbers in the clock
Reminding me it exists.
Time
Unable to sleep in the nights
And in the days locked in a gray office

Is this normal?
Me feeling sad all the time
And even then I'm lucky
Lucky because I'm not in the void
The other side of existence
Feels Like a  hole I can't crave my way out
it not only steals my mind
it makes me think that all that was real was left behind
So I walk in the street
With a dude by my side
and a cigarette in my fingers
Wearing my leather jacket and my classic black boots
Waking up on a sofa with nobody by my side
in front of the tv with no signal
just so the reality reminds me
how lonely I really am
how I am unable to be loved
or at least it feels like it
silence is my best friend and my worst enemy
especially when it comes with darkness
you can't feel when it takes over you
intoxicating you
until you have a heart of glass