the walls stop its silence those stars get fade even charming songs become salty . welcome to the new vision. the night sleeps under those painful eyelids . its black waves move and engrave every memory . what do this staring looks on the mirror mean? do you want to know who are you ? what is the difference ? if you know or not . your streaming capillaries in that white city what do that mean? your pierced voice with an abandoned accent what do that mean? your swallow for your burning tears what do that mean? your consequent suffocation by each breath .... what do that mean? whenever you want to walk you will vanish gradually a piece after a piece . do you want to continue in walking? only your precipitates will remain by each trace . your dusty and distributed eyelashes. your hesitant imagination ... you pierced and deserted dreams like old shoes . your trashed  laughs and your resident  sorrow . all of them ...what are they form? A ghost of a human,s identity