Halfway the path of this mortality
I found myself running from my life
Blinded by my own self who couldn’t
stare to the past and didn’t care to guide
As I stumbled ahead where no soul was allowed
where the sad sky doomed such piece of land
Got  myself stuck to the ground
More and more trapped in quicksand

Sink even more if I tried to get out
Surrounded by dirt(y) actions, touches, thoughts
Knees so deep and no others to shout
Reduced to anger and screaming across
the sky and above even under the plains
Even though it’s existence i’ve never considered
Looking desperately for that one being to blame
Oh if only I was given a mirror

I didn’t remember you slept here last night
I got up and you were there as no invite
was needed
You barged into my dreams and ahead  was blur
I just needed a cup of coffee and there you were
again
As high as the trees and with your long hair
I could swear to myself you really weren’t there
You and your book always so focused in the higher branches
You were the one up there and I got the scratches
I never really knew why you needed that tree to read you book
I kept waiting and calling
not worth of even a look
you used to live here
You lived
and i woke up .

Now every night starts the same;
Go to bed and as if by mistake,
Body failing to obey, so tame,
ceasing the fight to stay awake.
FOCUS
My body is long gone by now
And somehow i´m still awake;
For my consciousness refuses to bow
Welcoming my own sorrow and ache.
FOCUS
Feeling numb with anticipation
Of losing control of ones mind;
To bring life to such horrid imagination;
was there nothing else to find?
FOCUS
I feel it´s weight upon my chest
And someone´s voice, can´t recognize;
The need to move so i can rest,
that even a blink would be a prize.
FOCUS