I emerge like the moon
on a sleep deprived  sky
I float through the  night
only to land on your hostile ground
The evenings a salute
to   it´s failures
There are episodes
of you in my life
which  have  no ending.
I  dot the bullets, as I lay
my head on a pillow
filled  with your words
I  crave  tomorrow
but as  the  sun rips through my
heavy curtains
Every strenght I managed to save
for this  day
Was I robbed of  yesterday.
Tomorrow comes and I
go back to sleep