Monday, March 21, 2011

Bare Minimum

Burnt with water
you might know
to sleep with dead eyes
into a nightmare
and realize you're awake

How many cries can you make?
and for how long?

because the curtains of loneliness absorb everything...

Cut with flowers
you might see
that you don't bleed
from the skin
that tastes like a zombie

How much pain can you take?
and for how long?

because the mocking hands of misery don't feel anything...

Poor with money
sure you have
everything you wanted
but not a thing that you need
all in vain indeed

For how long can you search?
with the bare minimum you are left with?

because my accused nothingness has left you with "nothing"...