Today marks the beginning of the rainy season,
And if my teardrops were able to speak,
They'd rejoice;
For freedom.

The depth of pain is unreasonable;
I feel as though my heart is gone,
How must I do this , how must I go on.
I feel something as.. if once was, now is not.
Here nor there
But where?
Total loss.
It is no longer here or there but now everywhere,
Everything is everywhere and total loss has consumed me.
In my head loss has confused me, I'm scrambling for an answer to justify what was taken.
I feel like a Director don't you see, having a hell of a hard time getting everyone in costume.
I feel as though all my actors and actresses are running in complete chaos to each of their own world, scrambling,
Everyone is on fire compromising to time, the show starts soon..
Take your breathe, bow your head,
Everyone is waiting,
I feel like everyone is waiting,
Loss is the same pain felt when being told the  show is cancelled right before the curtains open,
Total loss of a world,
Heartbroken,
Snatched before your eyes.
Loss consumes me so.
It consumes me so,
But I won't let it take control.

A certain loneliness dresses the day,
No more text messages arrived,
No one expects him that night after work.

Tough,he traveled for a better life.
certainly got,but something unexpected comes,
those stranger's feelings
that changed his life forever.

Now, in his passport,
the invisible seal of an unknown country.

Even all is the same, as he when arrived,
the wind is still blowing cold.
the trees without leaves.

The leaving time is coming,
but nobody watched him walk away.
only in his memory the tender kiss,
that woke him up into another dream.

It is uncertain,
whether is going to live or dies.
In the distance,
his wife recalling those love texts.
that she never understood.
of course, it was impossible.
that a man loves him more than her.

After five years, they are leaving.
The diffuse city lights is behind,
the fortune they got and his husband's friend,
that man who changed their lives forever,
is going with her, even she doesn't like...

Give me bricks, give me mortar,
and give me space to build my wall
higher, high enough to reach
the stars, the empty space,
because this is not high enough.
I want the higher wall a man
has ever built, it is needed.

Yesterday, I looked over it
and I saw you, and you saw me,
and we saw each other, and you
talked about the weather, and about
trivial things. You talked,
so beautiful and unaware,
and I listened and understood
how much I've missed you, that
and that my wall needs an upgrade.

I understand it, a wall will
protect and isolate he who builds it.
Fear and love, bricks and mortar.
This is going to be a high wall, indeed.

The street light in front of my house did not turn on,
There was a man walking out behind from behind the church,
My hands  stained with the night's illumination,
The air smells of the sea yet there were no waves,
And the chill was colder than usual,
I'm not sure what it was, really